Last one for the night.
I own nothing.
Part One : Confessions of a Virgin
CHAPTER 14
Ang's parents kidnapped her for some church function, so no Seattle this weekend.
I'm a bit unsure what to do with myself.
I mean, what does a person do in this small town?
I could always prank call my classmates…
And as appealing as that sounds its not as fun without Ang.
So I veto that.
I've already cleaned the house and gone grocery shopping.
My homework for the weekend is finished.
Jake is busy this weekend too.
God, I feel like such a fucking loser.
I need to get out of this house.
Grabbing my keys, I hop in my ancient truck and drive to Port Angeles.
There's got to be something to do there.
~*.confessions.*~
I end up sitting in a book shop reading some smutty book and sipping on some trendy tea drink.
Its better than sitting at home, although with the book I chose it would have been better to be at home while reading it.
At least then I could have relieved the tension building up between my thighs.
Groaning, I cross my legs hoping to alleviate some tension.
Sometimes I wish I would think things through.
I turn the page of my book as something hot spills all over me.
Holy fuck.
I jump up wiping whatever the fuck it is, but it burns.
Really, really fucking burns.
And its all over my sweater.
All over me.
I turn to glare at whatever horrible human being decided I should wear their coffee.
Only to be met with the darkest jade.
The most beautiful Jade.
Familiar jade, only its not because I've never been this close.
Why me?
Seriously, what the hell did I do to deserve this?
Groaning, a whole different type of groan from a minute earlier, I take off my sweater.
Wipe off your scolding coffee as you stand there and mutter apologies.
I start to see red and tell you what I think of your apologies as your mother turns the corner.
Well, I guess for your sake this is a good thing.
Because no matter what, it's hard to stay mad while Esme is around.