eh? Good to know you’re into the kinky shit.* My eyes got big, “Really Asher..REALLY?! I’M A VIRGIN, I don’t know what KINKY shit is, and I hope my first time is enjoyable and not lased with fucking unforgettable pain by some damn stalker!” I whine yelled at her.
She put her arm around me and whispered, “Fire and Gasoline Baby… now go smear that cream on and air dry.” she said then walked out of my bedroom.
The next morning I woke up, and surprisingly I wasn’t sore “down there” from the Welcome Back Wax treatment. I put on my running clothes, and headed for the college track again. With Rihanna’ s ‘ Where Have You Been ’ blaring through my ear buds I stretched then started running laps. I kept looking over my shoulder thinking that Jet would be coming out of nowhere to scare the hell out of me again. I was in a good running rhythm when somebody stepped into stride beside me. I jumped and screamed at first, I looked up to see Lance giving me a weird questioning look.
I pulled my ear buds out , “Jesus you scared me.” I told him with a laugh.
He raised an eyebrow at me , “I can see that, are you always this jumpy?”
“No, I just felt like somebody was getting ready to sneak up on me again.” I told him then started walking.
“Again?” he asked.
“Yeah Jet snuck up on me once.” I told him with a laugh. I needed to change the subject so I asked him about the whole ordeal with Carey last night.
“Well she punched me in the face, (he said pointing to a tiny scratch on his jaw line), because she found out that I was out with you. Don’t feel bad though she hates seeing me even talk to another woman. I’m considering putting a restraining order on her, she’s lost her mind this time.”
I shook my head , “Well I hope she doesn’t think that I’ll take her shit, I can’t stand women like her.” I told him.
He was obviously done talking about her so he changed the subject and asked if I was going out to the club tonight for the Welcome Back party. I blushed thinking of my Welcome Back Wax , “Yeah we are going.” I told him.
“We? As in you and Asher? Or do you have a date?” he asked.
I smiled up at him “Nope, just Asher and I as far as I know, but I’m sure we will see you and Mitch there. Those two can’t stay away from each other for more than a few hours I swear!” We took off running again, my muscles were starting to burn and feel like Jell-O after a few more laps. I fell onto the football field “Am I THAT out of shape?” I said while trying to catch my breath.
Lance laughed then sat down beside me, “You need to stretch or you’re going to start cramping. You’ve ran about ten laps, I think most people would be whining after just one or two.” He told me. I sat up and pulled my feet together to do the butter fly stretch. Lance did the same stretch, I laid back down to stretch my hamstring. “Here let me help,” Lance said then straddled my left leg and gently pushed my right leg towards my shoulder. I moaned as I felt the muscle loosen up, “Chass don’t make those noises.” Lance whispered, then told me to switch legs. I giggled at the way he was trying hard not to concentrate on my legs, he slid his hand from my ankle to just behind my knee. With his hard body hovering over me I figured I would feel SOMETHING, after all Lance was all man and all muscle and VERY easy on the eyes. He let my leg down then stood up and adjusted himself, “I’m glad you think it’s funny.” He said then held his hand out to help me up. We walked over to the wall in front of the bleachers and stretched our calf muscles. Once we were all done stretching Lance pulled me against his chest, looked down at me, “Chass, you’re beautiful.” He said then leaned down and started kissing me. I put my arms around his neck as the kiss deepened, then my cell phone rang. “Seriously?”, he groaned as
She put her arm around me and whispered, “Fire and Gasoline Baby… now go smear that cream on and air dry.” she said then walked out of my bedroom.
The next morning I woke up, and surprisingly I wasn’t sore “down there” from the Welcome Back Wax treatment. I put on my running clothes, and headed for the college track again. With Rihanna’ s ‘ Where Have You Been ’ blaring through my ear buds I stretched then started running laps. I kept looking over my shoulder thinking that Jet would be coming out of nowhere to scare the hell out of me again. I was in a good running rhythm when somebody stepped into stride beside me. I jumped and screamed at first, I looked up to see Lance giving me a weird questioning look.
I pulled my ear buds out , “Jesus you scared me.” I told him with a laugh.
He raised an eyebrow at me , “I can see that, are you always this jumpy?”
“No, I just felt like somebody was getting ready to sneak up on me again.” I told him then started walking.
“Again?” he asked.
“Yeah Jet snuck up on me once.” I told him with a laugh. I needed to change the subject so I asked him about the whole ordeal with Carey last night.
“Well she punched me in the face, (he said pointing to a tiny scratch on his jaw line), because she found out that I was out with you. Don’t feel bad though she hates seeing me even talk to another woman. I’m considering putting a restraining order on her, she’s lost her mind this time.”
I shook my head , “Well I hope she doesn’t think that I’ll take her shit, I can’t stand women like her.” I told him.
He was obviously done talking about her so he changed the subject and asked if I was going out to the club tonight for the Welcome Back party. I blushed thinking of my Welcome Back Wax , “Yeah we are going.” I told him.
“We? As in you and Asher? Or do you have a date?” he asked.
I smiled up at him “Nope, just Asher and I as far as I know, but I’m sure we will see you and Mitch there. Those two can’t stay away from each other for more than a few hours I swear!” We took off running again, my muscles were starting to burn and feel like Jell-O after a few more laps. I fell onto the football field “Am I THAT out of shape?” I said while trying to catch my breath.
Lance laughed then sat down beside me, “You need to stretch or you’re going to start cramping. You’ve ran about ten laps, I think most people would be whining after just one or two.” He told me. I sat up and pulled my feet together to do the butter fly stretch. Lance did the same stretch, I laid back down to stretch my hamstring. “Here let me help,” Lance said then straddled my left leg and gently pushed my right leg towards my shoulder. I moaned as I felt the muscle loosen up, “Chass don’t make those noises.” Lance whispered, then told me to switch legs. I giggled at the way he was trying hard not to concentrate on my legs, he slid his hand from my ankle to just behind my knee. With his hard body hovering over me I figured I would feel SOMETHING, after all Lance was all man and all muscle and VERY easy on the eyes. He let my leg down then stood up and adjusted himself, “I’m glad you think it’s funny.” He said then held his hand out to help me up. We walked over to the wall in front of the bleachers and stretched our calf muscles. Once we were all done stretching Lance pulled me against his chest, looked down at me, “Chass, you’re beautiful.” He said then leaned down and started kissing me. I put my arms around his neck as the kiss deepened, then my cell phone rang. “Seriously?”, he groaned as
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