Thank God For Emergancies
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
3,926
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Thank God For Emergancies
I was bored stiff. Not that it wasn\'t vaguely enjoyable sitting leaned againt Mike as he played video games and i watched, but Id\'ve really rather been doing something else, if you get what i\'m saying.
\"GOdAMMIT!\" He snapped suddenly. i jumped, blinking at him like a startled chicken.
\"Eh...Sorry, I died.\" he explained sheepishly.
\"Oh, thats all right, then.\" i said, painfully aware of how dull i sounded. It was somewhat strange feeling that I was completely fighting down the urdge to fling myself into his arms and kiss him. Then again, i always was.
Jeebus, i need a life. Micheal Black was one of my closest friends. We weren\'t actually going out, or anything, but we siort of acted like we were, though we said we weren\'t. But i really liked him, and he seemed to really like me, and we were constantly were flirting shamelessly. Seriously, I mean shamelessly. I had my running line of \'getting laid\' \'bondage\' and \'seductive minx\' jokes, and he always made comments about the time he\'d drugged me and we\'d had sex, or making crude gestures with his fingers that turned me on instantly, and licking and biting things like apples or cherries very pointedly while looking at me. mmmmyep. We were only slightly sick minded. And here i was, in his basement room, the door was closed, on his bed, so close we were touching..........and he was addicted to the x box in front of him. UGH!!!! He never gets the hint. I was just considereing putting my head on his shoulder, (what i normally do when attemnpting to releive my feelings) when a sudden yelp was heard from upstairs.
\"What the fuck?\" Mike jumped up and we ran upstairs. Wed went into the kitchen, and there was blood on the floor. His younger brother, Brit, was nearly sobbing as he clutched his very bloody and sliced hand and his mother called emergency.
\"OMYGOD what happened?\" I was the first to gasp.
\"Cut his hand-Brit-Car-emerge...go!\" His mom snapped, packing random things like toiwels and ice packs around his hand, then fairly shoving out the door. She tuirned to me and Mike and said, \"I should be back withing three hours. Its cut pretty deep, but not very dangerously. I have my cell.\" then she ran out the door.
I stood there, mouth slightly agape while the stunning, beatiful reality set in. Much as i liked Brit, i was alone in the house with Micheal Black.For at least two hours. I was vaguely wondering hoiw to handle this when he glanced at, raising his eyebrows slightly.
\"Shall we go back downstairs?\"
\"GOdAMMIT!\" He snapped suddenly. i jumped, blinking at him like a startled chicken.
\"Eh...Sorry, I died.\" he explained sheepishly.
\"Oh, thats all right, then.\" i said, painfully aware of how dull i sounded. It was somewhat strange feeling that I was completely fighting down the urdge to fling myself into his arms and kiss him. Then again, i always was.
Jeebus, i need a life. Micheal Black was one of my closest friends. We weren\'t actually going out, or anything, but we siort of acted like we were, though we said we weren\'t. But i really liked him, and he seemed to really like me, and we were constantly were flirting shamelessly. Seriously, I mean shamelessly. I had my running line of \'getting laid\' \'bondage\' and \'seductive minx\' jokes, and he always made comments about the time he\'d drugged me and we\'d had sex, or making crude gestures with his fingers that turned me on instantly, and licking and biting things like apples or cherries very pointedly while looking at me. mmmmyep. We were only slightly sick minded. And here i was, in his basement room, the door was closed, on his bed, so close we were touching..........and he was addicted to the x box in front of him. UGH!!!! He never gets the hint. I was just considereing putting my head on his shoulder, (what i normally do when attemnpting to releive my feelings) when a sudden yelp was heard from upstairs.
\"What the fuck?\" Mike jumped up and we ran upstairs. Wed went into the kitchen, and there was blood on the floor. His younger brother, Brit, was nearly sobbing as he clutched his very bloody and sliced hand and his mother called emergency.
\"OMYGOD what happened?\" I was the first to gasp.
\"Cut his hand-Brit-Car-emerge...go!\" His mom snapped, packing random things like toiwels and ice packs around his hand, then fairly shoving out the door. She tuirned to me and Mike and said, \"I should be back withing three hours. Its cut pretty deep, but not very dangerously. I have my cell.\" then she ran out the door.
I stood there, mouth slightly agape while the stunning, beatiful reality set in. Much as i liked Brit, i was alone in the house with Micheal Black.For at least two hours. I was vaguely wondering hoiw to handle this when he glanced at, raising his eyebrows slightly.
\"Shall we go back downstairs?\"