Chapter One: A Packet

My days have been feeling like emptiness ever since I had got closer to my boyfriend, Darrel. I thought it was love but ever since Darrel confess his feeling for me I felt a little surprise that I wasn't feeling fireworks or butterflies in my stomach , like how it is with most couples when they had pass the fifth month in the relationship. I wasn't head over hills for him like I use to be. Maybe I was bored with the relationship but I cared for him. I didn't wanted to lose him. He was the only guy to find me attractive in the society of blandness.

I laid in my bed thinking over my feelings for my boyfriend. I remember the first day I met him. It was in summer of last year in my neighborhood's park. I was reading one my steamy hentai mangas when I spotted Darrel walking by in his Iron Man t-shirt and dark blue skinny jeans. He wore run down black tennis shoes as he was coming my way. My face darken as I saw his handsome face that was covered in a bushy beard.

I try to hide my face behind the Japanese smut since my face turn completely red. As he was approaching me I notice he made eye contact with me as I was looking at him. I froze as my eyes never moved from his, wishing myself to be invisible so I don't have to talk this attractive geeky man. Every time I talk to beautiful people I start to get nervous and stutter when I talk or I find myself in uncontrollable giggles. Unfortunately, that is how most my crushes failed when I was in my school years. The boys would find me creepy or weird when I approach them. When the guys come to me they think I am uninterested because of my uncontrollable giggles. They thought I was trying to scare them off when actually I wanted them. I always get rejected.

I try to keep myself calm as Darrel walked up to me. He smile at me as he sat twenty inches from me on the bench I was sitting on. "Such a gorgeous day out here isn't it?" I nodded my head in agreement to him. Darrel looked at me curiously. "Can you speak miss?" I nodded my head, "I...I don't...t-talk much s-s-since …I'm sorry. I-I gotta go." I panic as I quickly got up. Suddenly my manga fell from my hands. It landed on the ground with the pages open to a hard core bondage scene with a girl getting fucked by tentacles coming out Adolf Hitler. I gasped as I was going to pick up the book before Darrel see it, but it was too late his hands were on it. "Miss, you almost forgot your….Oh what the hell is this? Is this Nazi porn?!" Darrel said as his eyes widen in shock by the scene of the porn he was seeing. He started flipping through the manga as he snicker. "Man, you're quite kinky miss. Do you enjoy reading this kind of stuff?" I nodded my head while blushing, "Yes, I do. I just really love this series of hentai. It is my favorite haha."

"So, what the series called?" Darrel looked at one scene in the book where a magical girl is having sex with one of the Nazi guards while stabbing the man with her sword like claws. I smile at him, "It is called Mien Cum Scouts. The story about magical space girls fighting against alien Nazis. It's a satire."

"How original." He snicker, "You are quite an interesting girl. I like that. My name is Darrel Gilway and what is your name, kinky lady?"

"My name is Caroline Andrews." I blushed as he smirk at me. Darrel gently grabbed my hand and held it. "Well, it is nice to meet you Miss Caroline."

After our first meeting each other our relationship had grown. We became inseparable. I remember the first time we made love to each other. We both took each other's virginities. It felt like my whole body had exploded in pleasure. I smile at that memory. Maybe if I play with myself I might rekindle my feeling for my once beloved.

My body started to heat up as I ran my hand up and down my inner legs, feeling the heat between my thighs. I slide a couple fingers inside my panties as I rub my pubis. The hair slip between my fingers as I try to find the familiar hole that keep me up at nights from thinking of crude thoughts. I could feel the moisture around the opening of my vagina, letting my fingers envelope in the wetness. My fingers moved to the rhythm of how my boyfriend was with me. Sliding the fingers in and out as quickly as I can make myself see the universe explode in my eyes. I was on the verge of climaxing until I heard three knocks on the main door in the living room.

The sheets were toss off my bed as I pull up my underwear. I groan in frustration as I walk out my bedroom door and went straight to the front door. As I open the door there was no one there. All that was there when I open the door was a medium size box wrap in pink wrapping paper with a black bow on top of it. I pick up the unexpected present and close the door behind me as I sat on my couch. I wanted to open the box and see what is inside of it. My hands was about to tear the wrapping paper until I saw a name tag on it. It is address to Mr. Darrel Gilway and Ms. Caroline Andrews. I huff in disappointment as I have to wait for Darrel to get to my house from his job.

I put the packet away in the coat closet, as it cannot tempt me to open it. After placing the packet in closet I heard a low whisper from the coat closet as I was walking away. When I turn to the closet the whispering would stop. My shoulders shrug as I continue to walk away from the closet. "I must be hearing things then. I need to stop reading creepypastas late at night."