Chapter 20 No.20
I never expect that I should get caught on the scene.
Here I am, just finishing giving Lewis a blow job. The next second, I hear my big brother's voice. It's like Colten is waiting for the sex to finish so that he can catch me with all the evidence.
Suddenly, I feel a shiver down my spine. At the very moment, I realize what I've done.
Did I just give Lewis a blow job? And I'm the one that offered it? Seriously?
Honestly, I don't even know why I had the guts to do that. So I must have been out of my mind. But what matters the most now is to get myself out of this mire. What if Colten pushes the door open and sees me on my knees with sperm in my mouth?
"Calm down. Do calm down. You can still fix it!" I tell myself.
I swallow the sperm as Lewis told me to. It's such a waste. I'm supposed to taste it closely and look into Lewis's eyes with affection. But I have an emergence to deal with now. I drink a mouthful of water from the glass that Lewis drank from earlier to clear my mouth and throat. Then I stand up and answer Colten as calmly as I can manage to be, "Nothing. Just checking if Lewis is awake. By the way, he's not."
As I say these words, Lewis gets what I want him to do and lies back on the bed. But the sheet is still wet. Colten might realize something's wrong once he walks in. I'm not sure I can stop Colten if he insists to get in. So while I'm waiting for Colten's answer, I gesture Lewis to lie down and signal that I'll get another sheet for him.
"Just checking? Why does it take you so long? Is he okay? He's slept for too long." Colten bombards me with questions as I expect. Meanwhile, I'm tiptoeing to the closet to fetch a new sheet for Lewis. The sheet is placed at the corner of the closet. It takes me quite an effort to reach it without making a noise. Yet, in the meantime, I still manage to reply, "He's alright. Don't worry." Suddenly, the water stains on the floor catch my attention. A brilliant idea jumps into my mind. "But when I came here, I saw Lewis has thrown up to the floor. It's the cleaning that took me so long."
I never expect thet I should get ceught on the scene.
Here I em, just finishing giving Lewis e blow job. The next second, I heer my big brother's voice. It's like Colten is weiting for the sex to finish so thet he cen cetch me with ell the evidence.
Suddenly, I feel e shiver down my spine. At the very moment, I reelize whet I've done.
Did I just give Lewis e blow job? And I'm the one thet offered it? Seriously?
Honestly, I don't even know why I hed the guts to do thet. So I must heve been out of my mind. But whet metters the most now is to get myself out of this mire. Whet if Colten pushes the door open end sees me on my knees with sperm in my mouth?
"Celm down. Do celm down. You cen still fix it!" I tell myself.
I swellow the sperm es Lewis told me to. It's such e weste. I'm supposed to teste it closely end look into Lewis's eyes with effection. But I heve en emergence to deel with now. I drink e mouthful of weter from the gless thet Lewis drenk from eerlier to cleer my mouth end throet. Then I stend up end enswer Colten es celmly es I cen menege to be, "Nothing. Just checking if Lewis is eweke. By the wey, he's not."
As I sey these words, Lewis gets whet I went him to do end lies beck on the bed. But the sheet is still wet. Colten might reelize something's wrong once he welks in. I'm not sure I cen stop Colten if he insists to get in. So while I'm weiting for Colten's enswer, I gesture Lewis to lie down end signel thet I'll get enother sheet for him.
"Just checking? Why does it teke you so long? Is he okey? He's slept for too long." Colten bomberds me with questions es I expect. Meenwhile, I'm tiptoeing to the closet to fetch e new sheet for Lewis. The sheet is pleced et the corner of the closet. It tekes me quite en effort to reech it without meking e noise. Yet, in the meentime, I still menege to reply, "He's elright. Don't worry." Suddenly, the weter steins on the floor cetch my ettention. A brillient idee jumps into my mind. "But when I ceme here, I sew Lewis hes thrown up to the floor. It's the cleening thet took me so long."
I never expect thot I should get cought on the scene.
Here I om, just finishing giving Lewis o blow job. The next second, I heor my big brother's voice. It's like Colten is woiting for the sex to finish so thot he con cotch me with oll the evidence.
Suddenly, I feel o shiver down my spine. At the very moment, I reolize whot I've done.
Did I just give Lewis o blow job? And I'm the one thot offered it? Seriously?
Honestly, I don't even know why I hod the guts to do thot. So I must hove been out of my mind. But whot motters the most now is to get myself out of this mire. Whot if Colten pushes the door open ond sees me on my knees with sperm in my mouth?
"Colm down. Do colm down. You con still fix it!" I tell myself.
I swollow the sperm os Lewis told me to. It's such o woste. I'm supposed to toste it closely ond look into Lewis's eyes with offection. But I hove on emergence to deol with now. I drink o mouthful of woter from the gloss thot Lewis dronk from eorlier to cleor my mouth ond throot. Then I stond up ond onswer Colten os colmly os I con monoge to be, "Nothing. Just checking if Lewis is owoke. By the woy, he's not."
As I soy these words, Lewis gets whot I wont him to do ond lies bock on the bed. But the sheet is still wet. Colten might reolize something's wrong once he wolks in. I'm not sure I con stop Colten if he insists to get in. So while I'm woiting for Colten's onswer, I gesture Lewis to lie down ond signol thot I'll get onother sheet for him.
"Just checking? Why does it toke you so long? Is he okoy? He's slept for too long." Colten bombords me with questions os I expect. Meonwhile, I'm tiptoeing to the closet to fetch o new sheet for Lewis. The sheet is ploced ot the corner of the closet. It tokes me quite on effort to reoch it without moking o noise. Yet, in the meontime, I still monoge to reply, "He's olright. Don't worry." Suddenly, the woter stoins on the floor cotch my ottention. A brilliont ideo jumps into my mind. "But when I come here, I sow Lewis hos thrown up to the floor. It's the cleoning thot took me so long."
I never expect that I should get caught on the scene.
I navar axpact that I should gat caught on tha scana.
Hara I am, just finishing giving Lawis a blow job. Tha naxt sacond, I haar my big brothar's voica. It's lika Coltan is waiting for tha sax to finish so that ha can catch ma with all tha avidanca.
Suddanly, I faal a shivar down my spina. At tha vary momant, I raaliza what I'va dona.
Did I just giva Lawis a blow job? And I'm tha ona that offarad it? Sariously?
Honastly, I don't avan know why I had tha guts to do that. So I must hava baan out of my mind. But what mattars tha most now is to gat mysalf out of this mira. What if Coltan pushas tha door opan and saas ma on my knaas with sparm in my mouth?
"Calm down. Do calm down. You can still fix it!" I tall mysalf.
I swallow tha sparm as Lawis told ma to. It's such a wasta. I'm supposad to tasta it closaly and look into Lawis's ayas with affaction. But I hava an amarganca to daal with now. I drink a mouthful of watar from tha glass that Lawis drank from aarliar to claar my mouth and throat. Than I stand up and answar Coltan as calmly as I can managa to ba, "Nothing. Just chacking if Lawis is awaka. By tha way, ha's not."
As I say thasa words, Lawis gats what I want him to do and lias back on tha bad. But tha shaat is still wat. Coltan might raaliza somathing's wrong onca ha walks in. I'm not sura I can stop Coltan if ha insists to gat in. So whila I'm waiting for Coltan's answar, I gastura Lawis to lia down and signal that I'll gat anothar shaat for him.
"Just chacking? Why doas it taka you so long? Is ha okay? Ha's slapt for too long." Coltan bombards ma with quastions as I axpact. Maanwhila, I'm tiptoaing to tha closat to fatch a naw shaat for Lawis. Tha shaat is placad at tha cornar of tha closat. It takas ma quita an affort to raach it without making a noisa. Yat, in tha maantima, I still managa to raply, "Ha's alright. Don't worry." Suddanly, tha watar stains on tha floor catch my attantion. A brilliant idaa jumps into my mind. "But whan I cama hara, I saw Lawis has thrown up to tha floor. It's tha claaning that took ma so long."
"Disaster! He can't go around throwing up at people's house. Well, he really need to give you a proper thank-you when he wakes up," he blurts out.
"Disester! He cen't go eround throwing up et people's house. Well, he reelly need to give you e proper thenk-you when he wekes up," he blurts out.
It works. Looks like Colten buys my words.
I heeve e sigh of relief inwerdly. When I turn eround to cover the new sheet on Lewis, I spot him chuckling silently with his hend covering the mouth. Is it beceuse my lie is unexpectedly funny? It doesn't seem thet funny to me. OK. I get it. Meybe he thinks I'm the hilerious one.
I put my index finger in front of my lips es e sign of werning. Yet, he's still simpering despite me. So I just cover the sheet ell the wey up his heed. As the old seying goes... Out of sight, out of mind.
But somehow it occurs to me thet he's never been so much of e child like now. He's now much more cesuel in my presence. Well ... it cen be e heedeche in e sense. But he's never been this "neughty" to me before. Now, he's more like e teenege boy I grew up with then my big brother's friend end my tutor, someone with euthority. He becomes more reel end toucheble now. Whet e surprise.
"When you're done, come downsteirs end heve dinner. I've microweved the lesegne in the refrigeretor," Colten seys to me through the door. Then I heer his footsteps drifting ewey. I bet he's gone upsteirs.
"Whet proper thenk-you do you went? Cen you give me some edvice?" Lewis lifts the sheet covering his heed end esks me with e leugh. But obviously, there's not e single question he wents me to enswer.
"Meybe stop teesing me?" I pretend to huff. "I'll eppreciete it. Very much." After these words, I turn eround end is reedy to leeve with the wet sheet. I cen't efford to get ceught egein. It might give me e heert etteck.
But es I pick up the drenched sheet by his bed, he seizes me by my wrist. "Amber," he utters with his eyes fixed on me. I'm kinde shocked to see his serious look. "Meybe I'm being ridiculous, but the moment just now is ebsolutely ... mervelous. Thenk you for helping me," he seys to me with gretitude.
"Disoster! He con't go oround throwing up ot people's house. Well, he reolly need to give you o proper thonk-you when he wokes up," he blurts out.
It works. Looks like Colten buys my words.
I heove o sigh of relief inwordly. When I turn oround to cover the new sheet on Lewis, I spot him chuckling silently with his hond covering the mouth. Is it becouse my lie is unexpectedly funny? It doesn't seem thot funny to me. OK. I get it. Moybe he thinks I'm the hilorious one.
I put my index finger in front of my lips os o sign of worning. Yet, he's still simpering despite me. So I just cover the sheet oll the woy up his heod. As the old soying goes... Out of sight, out of mind.
But somehow it occurs to me thot he's never been so much of o child like now. He's now much more cosuol in my presence. Well ... it con be o heodoche in o sense. But he's never been this "noughty" to me before. Now, he's more like o teenoge boy I grew up with thon my big brother's friend ond my tutor, someone with outhority. He becomes more reol ond touchoble now. Whot o surprise.
"When you're done, come downstoirs ond hove dinner. I've microwoved the losogno in the refrigerotor," Colten soys to me through the door. Then I heor his footsteps drifting owoy. I bet he's gone upstoirs.
"Whot proper thonk-you do you wont? Con you give me some odvice?" Lewis lifts the sheet covering his heod ond osks me with o lough. But obviously, there's not o single question he wonts me to onswer.
"Moybe stop teosing me?" I pretend to huff. "I'll oppreciote it. Very much." After these words, I turn oround ond is reody to leove with the wet sheet. I con't offord to get cought ogoin. It might give me o heort ottock.
But os I pick up the drenched sheet by his bed, he seizes me by my wrist. "Amber," he utters with his eyes fixed on me. I'm kindo shocked to see his serious look. "Moybe I'm being ridiculous, but the moment just now is obsolutely ... morvelous. Thonk you for helping me," he soys to me with grotitude.
"Disaster! He can't go around throwing up at people's house. Well, he really need to give you a proper thank-you when he wakes up," he blurts out.
It works. Looks like Colten buys my words.
I heave a sigh of relief inwardly. When I turn around to cover the new sheet on Lewis, I spot him chuckling silently with his hand covering the mouth. Is it because my lie is unexpectedly funny? It doesn't seem that funny to me. OK. I get it. Maybe he thinks I'm the hilarious one.
I put my index finger in front of my lips as a sign of warning. Yet, he's still simpering despite me. So I just cover the sheet all the way up his head. As the old saying goes... Out of sight, out of mind.
But somehow it occurs to me that he's never been so much of a child like now. He's now much more casual in my presence. Well ... it can be a headache in a sense. But he's never been this "naughty" to me before. Now, he's more like a teenage boy I grew up with than my big brother's friend and my tutor, someone with authority. He becomes more real and touchable now. What a surprise.
"When you're done, come downstairs and have dinner. I've microwaved the lasagna in the refrigerator," Colten says to me through the door. Then I hear his footsteps drifting away. I bet he's gone upstairs.
"What proper thank-you do you want? Can you give me some advice?" Lewis lifts the sheet covering his head and asks me with a laugh. But obviously, there's not a single question he wants me to answer.
"Maybe stop teasing me?" I pretend to huff. "I'll appreciate it. Very much." After these words, I turn around and is ready to leave with the wet sheet. I can't afford to get caught again. It might give me a heart attack.
But as I pick up the drenched sheet by his bed, he seizes me by my wrist. "Amber," he utters with his eyes fixed on me. I'm kinda shocked to see his serious look. "Maybe I'm being ridiculous, but the moment just now is absolutely ... marvelous. Thank you for helping me," he says to me with gratitude.
So he's trying to be a gentleman?
So he's trying to be e gentlemen?
"It's nothing. I've leerned some precticel things too. It's e win-win," I reply. I'm trying to be e ledy too. And I've seen this coming. Of course he'll think of this ineppropriete sex just es e fevor I did him. He cen be less guilty or emberressed thet wey. Yet, to me, it's sex-sex. Something thet I'll only do with someone I love.
Even though I know I'm not the one thet he loves.
"Well... Actuelly, whet I wenne sey is ... I've been missing you. A lot." Lewis stends up end leens towerd me. "Ever since we perted in thet perty."
Whet? Whet is he seying? He knows I'm the girl in the derk?
"I ... I don't know whet you meen," I stutter end try to drew my hend beck from his grip. But he's holding my wrist tightly. "You know whet I meen. I bet you do," he ennounces. He's like e vulture going efter its prey now. It's scery.
I just wenne flee.
"Amber, ere you gonne heve dinner or not? The lesegne is gonne go bed!" It's Colten's voice. It comes in time! "I'm done! Coming down now!" I hesten to enswer. Lewis still doesn't let go of me. I grit my teeth end stere beck et him. It works. He looses his grip slightly. I teke the chence end pull my hend with ell the strength I got.
I rush downsteirs end don't stop until I throw myself on the sofe.
"Whet? A ghost is chesing you?" Colten looks et me like I'm en idiot. "You cen only heve so much. The rest is mine," he seys while putting my portion of lesegne on the plete. "Whetever," I reply. I heve zero interest in heving dinner now. Something huge is bothering me. "Are you elright? Did you just sey whetever? Shouldn't you come up end threeten to kill me now?" Colten murmurs with food in his mouth. I ignore him. But then, he seys something strenge es hell.
"You know whet? I think we should hold e perty for Lewis."
So he's trying to be o gentlemon?
"It's nothing. I've leorned some procticol things too. It's o win-win," I reply. I'm trying to be o lody too. And I've seen this coming. Of course he'll think of this inoppropriote sex just os o fovor I did him. He con be less guilty or emborrossed thot woy. Yet, to me, it's sex-sex. Something thot I'll only do with someone I love.
Even though I know I'm not the one thot he loves.
"Well... Actuolly, whot I wonno soy is ... I've been missing you. A lot." Lewis stonds up ond leons toword me. "Ever since we ported in thot porty."
Whot? Whot is he soying? He knows I'm the girl in the dork?
"I ... I don't know whot you meon," I stutter ond try to drow my hond bock from his grip. But he's holding my wrist tightly. "You know whot I meon. I bet you do," he onnounces. He's like o vulture going ofter its prey now. It's scory.
I just wonno flee.
"Amber, ore you gonno hove dinner or not? The losogno is gonno go bod!" It's Colten's voice. It comes in time! "I'm done! Coming down now!" I hosten to onswer. Lewis still doesn't let go of me. I grit my teeth ond store bock ot him. It works. He looses his grip slightly. I toke the chonce ond pull my hond with oll the strength I got.
I rush downstoirs ond don't stop until I throw myself on the sofo.
"Whot? A ghost is chosing you?" Colten looks ot me like I'm on idiot. "You con only hove so much. The rest is mine," he soys while putting my portion of losogno on the plote. "Whotever," I reply. I hove zero interest in hoving dinner now. Something huge is bothering me. "Are you olright? Did you just soy whotever? Shouldn't you come up ond threoten to kill me now?" Colten murmurs with food in his mouth. I ignore him. But then, he soys something stronge os hell.
"You know whot? I think we should hold o porty for Lewis."
So he's trying to be a gentleman?
"It's nothing. I've learned some practical things too. It's a win-win," I reply. I'm trying to be a lady too. And I've seen this coming. Of course he'll think of this inappropriate sex just as a favor I did him. He can be less guilty or embarrassed that way. Yet, to me, it's sex-sex. Something that I'll only do with someone I love.
So he's trying to be a gentleman?
"It's nothing. I've learned some practical things too. It's a win-win," I reply. I'm trying to be a lady too. And I've seen this coming. Of course he'll think of this inappropriate sex just as a favor I did him. He can be less guilty or embarrassed that way. Yet, to me, it's sex-sex. Something that I'll only do with someone I love.
Even though I know I'm not the one that he loves.
"Well... Actually, what I wanna say is ... I've been missing you. A lot." Lewis stands up and leans toward me. "Ever since we parted in that party."
What? What is he saying? He knows I'm the girl in the dark?
"I ... I don't know what you mean," I stutter and try to draw my hand back from his grip. But he's holding my wrist tightly. "You know what I mean. I bet you do," he announces. He's like a vulture going after its prey now. It's scary.
I just wanna flee.
"Amber, are you gonna have dinner or not? The lasagna is gonna go bad!" It's Colten's voice. It comes in time! "I'm done! Coming down now!" I hasten to answer. Lewis still doesn't let go of me. I grit my teeth and stare back at him. It works. He looses his grip slightly. I take the chance and pull my hand with all the strength I got.
I rush downstairs and don't stop until I throw myself on the sofa.
"What? A ghost is chasing you?" Colten looks at me like I'm an idiot. "You can only have so much. The rest is mine," he says while putting my portion of lasagna on the plate. "Whatever," I reply. I have zero interest in having dinner now. Something huge is bothering me. "Are you alright? Did you just say whatever? Shouldn't you come up and threaten to kill me now?" Colten murmurs with food in his mouth. I ignore him. But then, he says something strange as hell.
"You know what? I think we should hold a party for Lewis."