high-heel-shod feet on the floor. An impervious eyebrow rose before she looked down her nose at me as she replied, “I wouldn’t be surprised if you do not have an answer, Lucas. That would require you to pay attention to what I’m teaching, which I highly doubt you are.”
The old shrew never failed to tick me off.
“If you want to know what I think of Odysseus, fine. He was an unfaithful, egotistical schmuck. Did he defeat some enemies? Yeah, but he also lost a bunch of his men, too. His wife sat at home for twenty years, waiting for his dumbass to come home, when she should have shacked up with a new guy. At least Odysseus got to bang a nymph and a sorceress.”
My classmates laughed around me, while my teacher’s face turned red in anger. Ms. Edwards opened her mouth to say something, but the bell rang, and I took the chance to get out of there before the hag gave me detention again. As I walked out of class, a soft hand grabbed my bicep and tugged a little.
Looking to my side, I found Rachel, a junior cheerleader I had already gotten a taste of.
“Hey, Rachel, what’s up?” I kept walking toward the cafeteria, unwilling to waste time by stopping to talk to a girl I’d already had.
“Lucas,” she practically purred, “my parents are going to be gone this weekend. I was wondering if you’d like to come over.”
Her question stopped me in my tracks. Sure, lunch was important, but the chance to get between Rachel’s thighs again was an awesome incentive to wait to eat.
Turning my back to the lockers, I leaned back and took a moment to glance up and down the hall to make sure Gin wasn’t around before I looked Rachel over from head to toe. Damn, she had a nice rack.
“If I come over, what are we gonna to do?”
Rachel stepped closer to me and brushed her breasts against my chest as she stood on her tiptoes and whispered into my ear, “Whatever you want.”
I brought one of my hands around to land on her back then slid it down until it was resting on her ass. “And if all I want is to fuck you and leave?”
“Sounds like a good time to me,” she purred.
I flexed my fingers so that I was now squeezing the cheek of her ass instead of cupping it, and Rachel gasped against my ear.
“Then I’ll be over on Saturday. Now back up. I want to go eat lunch.”
Rachel stepped back then followed me down the hall. Apparently, my Saturday booty call was going to cost me a lunch companion today. Whatever. She knew I didn’t date or do serious. If she wanted to follow me around, then she could waste her time.
After going through the lunch line with Rachel right on my heels, I sat down at the table filled with my football teammates. I had hoped Rachel would sit down with her cheerleader crew, but she pasted herself to my side, and I had to push her away a little to actually eat my lunch.
One of the guys asked me about this weekend’s upcoming game, and while we debated the other team’s offensive strength, I felt Rachel reach over and caress my chest.
I snapped my brows down in annoyance and looked over at her. She knew better. I didn’t do that clingy shit. I might not be saving myself for marriage, but that didn’t mean I wanted to cuddle with broads, and I definitely didn’t flaunt my shit for Ginny and everyone else to see. Tap it and go was my motto.
I grabbed her wrist to stop her wandering hand and snapped, “What the hell are you doing?”
She bit her bottom lip coyly. “I just can’t help myself around you, Lucas. Forgive me?”
I wasn’t stupid. Rachel was up to something, and it didn’t take long to figure out what, either, when I saw her try to sneak a look over to her left.
Turning my head in that direction, I saw Ginny sitting at the table in front of me, next to my sister. Her burger was hanging forgotten in her hand, her dejected eyes glued to Rachel and me.
Fuck.
Rachel was playing at her catty bullshit games, and Ginny was her victim. As much as I had tried to shield
The old shrew never failed to tick me off.
“If you want to know what I think of Odysseus, fine. He was an unfaithful, egotistical schmuck. Did he defeat some enemies? Yeah, but he also lost a bunch of his men, too. His wife sat at home for twenty years, waiting for his dumbass to come home, when she should have shacked up with a new guy. At least Odysseus got to bang a nymph and a sorceress.”
My classmates laughed around me, while my teacher’s face turned red in anger. Ms. Edwards opened her mouth to say something, but the bell rang, and I took the chance to get out of there before the hag gave me detention again. As I walked out of class, a soft hand grabbed my bicep and tugged a little.
Looking to my side, I found Rachel, a junior cheerleader I had already gotten a taste of.
“Hey, Rachel, what’s up?” I kept walking toward the cafeteria, unwilling to waste time by stopping to talk to a girl I’d already had.
“Lucas,” she practically purred, “my parents are going to be gone this weekend. I was wondering if you’d like to come over.”
Her question stopped me in my tracks. Sure, lunch was important, but the chance to get between Rachel’s thighs again was an awesome incentive to wait to eat.
Turning my back to the lockers, I leaned back and took a moment to glance up and down the hall to make sure Gin wasn’t around before I looked Rachel over from head to toe. Damn, she had a nice rack.
“If I come over, what are we gonna to do?”
Rachel stepped closer to me and brushed her breasts against my chest as she stood on her tiptoes and whispered into my ear, “Whatever you want.”
I brought one of my hands around to land on her back then slid it down until it was resting on her ass. “And if all I want is to fuck you and leave?”
“Sounds like a good time to me,” she purred.
I flexed my fingers so that I was now squeezing the cheek of her ass instead of cupping it, and Rachel gasped against my ear.
“Then I’ll be over on Saturday. Now back up. I want to go eat lunch.”
Rachel stepped back then followed me down the hall. Apparently, my Saturday booty call was going to cost me a lunch companion today. Whatever. She knew I didn’t date or do serious. If she wanted to follow me around, then she could waste her time.
After going through the lunch line with Rachel right on my heels, I sat down at the table filled with my football teammates. I had hoped Rachel would sit down with her cheerleader crew, but she pasted herself to my side, and I had to push her away a little to actually eat my lunch.
One of the guys asked me about this weekend’s upcoming game, and while we debated the other team’s offensive strength, I felt Rachel reach over and caress my chest.
I snapped my brows down in annoyance and looked over at her. She knew better. I didn’t do that clingy shit. I might not be saving myself for marriage, but that didn’t mean I wanted to cuddle with broads, and I definitely didn’t flaunt my shit for Ginny and everyone else to see. Tap it and go was my motto.
I grabbed her wrist to stop her wandering hand and snapped, “What the hell are you doing?”
She bit her bottom lip coyly. “I just can’t help myself around you, Lucas. Forgive me?”
I wasn’t stupid. Rachel was up to something, and it didn’t take long to figure out what, either, when I saw her try to sneak a look over to her left.
Turning my head in that direction, I saw Ginny sitting at the table in front of me, next to my sister. Her burger was hanging forgotten in her hand, her dejected eyes glued to Rachel and me.
Fuck.
Rachel was playing at her catty bullshit games, and Ginny was her victim. As much as I had tried to shield
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