Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 23

Layla’s pov

I was embarrassed. Completely and utterly embarrassed. From what I could see, there were not one, not even two or three pairs of lingerie. No, there seemed to be plenty to give the entire town.

I was being dramatic but could you blame me?

And as I continue to look at the very thin green lace, fury soon replaced my embarrassment and made me grit my teeth until they hurt

Tiffany digs in, her nails hitting something hard that oddly sounded like cardboard.

She was more excited than I was. Not that I was excited, not one bit. In fact, I was the complete opposite.

She swishes the paper around until she gasped. “Layla you wouldn’t believe this.” She whispered in both awe and surprise.

“What is it?” | grit out every word. My anger wasn’t directed at her obviously.

“I think you just got a new phone.” She said breathily.

Was that my heart falling into my ass I felt?

Or was it blazing anger?

I didn’t know, but surely Tyler could be blamed for causing it.

“Shhhh!” The older woman hissed, her impatience whipping on her tongue as she moves the glasses to the bridge of her nose and looks at us angrily.

Tiffany looks over at her, her features drawing into irritation. “Oh keep quiet we’re not even that loud!” Tiffany huffed then goes back to searching through the bag and ignoring the glaring woman completely.

face if I were not angry myself for a completely different reason than her. Somehow I took pity on the woman for

looked more expensive than my own cracked screen one and I

She drawled out, her mouth opened in shock as she

box from Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to see

I was wrong.

its uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I swore I heard

This was ridiculous.

phone that got me rigid with anger. It was the little note Tyler

out of the arrangement, I’ll still be fucking you to ‘pay

name but I knew it was him. I mean who else would it be, surely not the janitor? Or the homeless man who sat beside

off the blue little note, crumbling it in my

her only

I thrust it back into the bag. I also throw in the phone and covered everything back with the colorful

really be giving it to him good for him

glare at her. “Tif this isn’t a joke!

the guy has good taste in lingerie. I say

head, grabbing a hold of my school bag.

phone.

going?” Tiffany asked as I walk around the chair to plant myself

going to give it back to him.” I

need to write…” Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper she

when I give it back to him Tif. Finish your paper it’s more

yelled, perhaps forgetting the older

the hallway, my eyes browsed around in search of

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