Chp 2 — Without Mercy
[continued from Chp 1]
The night after the storm, things amped up for a bit. Aida and I spend every waking minute together that week when we could; touching and kissing until one of our next classes. We never went further, always some sort of excuse or another.
After a week, she suddenly wasn’t around or was off at study groups or her part-time job.
I was okay being independent individuals but I didn’t know what we were, if she still liked me etc
I wasn’t sure if it was something I did or if I was being paranoid that we weren’t hooking up as often but I’ll admit, I missed it. The way her lips parted when she kissed me, her tattoos down her arms & chest. The way her shoulders would shake when I made her laugh or cum, tits bouncing with each insatiable moan…
But I just missed her in general.
Her strange behaviour and absence was enough to get even noticed by one of her friends. We had been hanging out in one of the foyers, laughing about an internet meme when Sophia, a tall, willowy girl with long black curly hair, came up to us. Read more »