Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

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boons through the door and wreath through the cour walls of my team. I

OH, twisting and turning as I tried to kick off the tangled bedsheet wrapped around my ankles.

A loud bang on the door has me winding. I had the desire to curse cat whoever was a tiny door trying to wake me up. But my brain worked quickly before my mouth could open, letting me know the feminine voice belonged ta Gerirude before it was too late.

I rolled on my back, stretching my arms out and let out a loud yawn. “Hurry up Arabella it’s late!!!

My tired cyes opened swiftly, being forced to adjust to the light in seconds. What does she mean it was late?

“It’s already seven forty.”

Seven forty!

I got off the bed with the tangled sheets Wrapped around my ankles seeing that I

inly trip and to the dust,

“Fuck.” I said lowly, lighting off the wheet until I had finally won the battle.

kicking it asidel eventually got a hold of the door, unlocked it and swung itopei. Gertrude’s face is a mixture of frustration and urgency. “Why didn’t you wake me u pearlier?” I asked in one breath.

My heart was pounding, unwilling to calm down as an image of Mr. Boyd’s red angry face flashes in my mind. Gertrude’s pinched face gives me a look of disapproval. “I only arrived five minutes ago and had been knocking on your door ever since. Did you not go to bed early?”

asked her one of my own. “Where are

wee hours of the morning. If I did, she’d question me

didn’t want to tell her that R.

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a less tenen someone’s porchShe felt soeny lut

-pity. I shouldn’t feel such emotion, that when they didn’t even care. “Well, 1’ just go get ready quickly.” Every emotion left my voice.

with a small smile to ease me I turned around.

As though trying

her. Her eyes scan ny features. “Your parents love you,

empty, so dull. “I know.” I murmur faintly and closed the door when she smiles and makes her way

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I had an inkling that Gwen was just trying to avoid me. Great, second day of school

reflection in the mirror and cringe at the tangled mess of my hair. I picked up a lock of messy brown matted hair,

get m y favorite salad on the way so I had to settle for something quick and less work

braids had WINYEMELİly in a hurry. Thanks. I answered

sewn forty-sixI had taken approximately two minutes to slicwer. I can sahause I had been

the minutes were me struggling to braid my slightly damp hair whilst putting on my panty and bra. It

you up?” Her eyes shift to the clock mounted on the wall and she squints.

from the spotless glass container on the countertop and started chewing “No, she’s already at the school.” I grumble, chewing a little harsher than necessary. I held

Cite ww.

my eyes,

ny rumbling stomach. Then hown m I suppose

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