Part 7: Seduction
Clark didn't stop by when he agreed to, playing hard to get now is he? Pete said that Clark wasn't in the mood to discuss my article but that he would come by after school. All the better, no people around to distract and no bells to interrupt. I don't want to make a fool out of myself though, I couldn't stand the rejection if Clark didn't want me.like that's gonna happen! We all KNOW Clark still has feelings for me and him kissing me yesterday was unequivocal proof of that fact. I'm a hard girl to get over, you know.
Chloe walked over to a small mirror fixed to the wall, adjusted her hair and practiced pouting 'sexily' before setting herself down on what she had recently renamed "the sofa of luuuurrvve". After a few minutes of waiting, there came a knock at the door.
"Hey Chloe, sorry I bailed on you before but I'm here now." Sadly. I just need to get this done so I can go see Clark
"Just shut the door and come over here big boy" Chloe only faintly mouthing the last part.
What did she just say?! Must be my imagination, it's been a long day. As Lana turned around to shut the door, Chloe discretely hiked her skirt up that little bit higher and tugged her shirt down that little bit lower. "So Chloe, what was it you wanted to discuss?"
You ripping off all my clothes and taking me right here, right now. "Just some farm stuff, raising animals, meteors. The usual" replied Chloe nonchalantly.
Chloe reached out and touched Lana's arm. Lana looked down at the invading hand but dismissed it; she's just being friendly. "Well, I don't think we've had any two headed calves if that's what you're wondering about." At least I think so.
Chloe giggled girlishly, "Clark you're so funny" Chloe squeaked, her roaming hand making its way to pat Clark lightly on the chest.
"Uhuh" did she go on some medication that I don't know about, cos this isn't the Chloe I know?
"Well, I heard from my source at the abattoir that recently the tails of cows had been increasing in length, I was puzzled at first but then I realised it could only mean one thing," What? So, I looked into it, I thought it might make an interesting story.
Lana stared at Chloe waiting for her to continue.
"Meteor rocks, of course! I figured that somehow the uterus lining of pregnant cows gets infected by meteor particles which in turn stimulates the tail cells in the foetus and, wham! Longer tails!" Chloe leaned closer, wedging her elbows into her sides to push her breasts out further and gently running her hand along Clark's thigh. "I just thought that you might want to know" Chloe added huskily, leaning into Clark's ear. He's so gonna want me for this.
AARRRGGGGHHHH!!! CHLOE'S HITTING ON ME!!!!! Calm, be calm. Lana diverted her eyes as she tried to think if a plausible way out of the situation, only to be greeted by an eyeful of Chloe's over-exposed chest. Whoa, check out the chloeavage! I'll have to ask her what push-up bra that is when this is over, cos let me tell you she is not naturally that well endowed. If only she realised that her hand was skimming towards the crotch of her housemate, not the boy toy of her fantasies. And why the hell is she trying to turn me on with stories of infected uteri and elongated tails? I could give her the tails at a really long stretch, but the rest? I guess it is Clark but still, I don't think he's that strange.
Noticing the scared look in Clark's eyes, Chloe got up off the couch, trailing her hand back down his leg as she went and made her way towards her desk. I think I took things a little too fast, maybe the cattle theory wasn't such a good approach.ooh, ooh, I know the perfect thing!
Lana sat shifting uncomfortably as Chloe reached into a draw and pulled something out. Chloe spun around, unwrapping what looked like a red lollipop. Slowly she slipped the sweet confection into her mouth and licked it seductively.
This moment can surely not get any worse. Oh no wait, I spoke too soon. Now her cheeks have hollowed and she's sucking it harder, dragging it slowly in and out of her mouth. Oh joy. At least I'm not feeling hot, Clark has good taste I see, and if luck holds out, I shouldn't have any problems with Clark Jr. popping up to say hi. I have to stop this, it's like watching a particularly bloody train wreck, Chloe just can't pull off sexy or even slutty, it's just plain painful.
At the sight of Clark getting up, Chloe removed the lollipop from her mouth with a small pop sound. "Where you going?" Chloe waved the sticky sweet to the side of her head, not noticing she was picking up strands of hair with every movement until it was securely entwined with the whole left side of her hair.
Smooth, Chloe, real smooth. I think now's my chance to make a quick exit.
Chloe looked up from her hair, just in time to see Clark dashing through the door. She crumpled in a heap on the floor, bawling enthusiastically, "Why Clark? Why don't you love me? I'm perfect for you!" Chloe just lay there, sprawled across the floor of the Torch, calling to her lover, mascara running down her face, red lollipop stuck in her hair.
When she thought that she was a safe distance from the office, for she didn't want to be heard by Chloe, or for that matter mauled, Lana stopped and doubled-over with laughter. That has to have been the most scaring moment of my life to date. And I thought Clark was strange!
Clark didn't stop by when he agreed to, playing hard to get now is he? Pete said that Clark wasn't in the mood to discuss my article but that he would come by after school. All the better, no people around to distract and no bells to interrupt. I don't want to make a fool out of myself though, I couldn't stand the rejection if Clark didn't want me.like that's gonna happen! We all KNOW Clark still has feelings for me and him kissing me yesterday was unequivocal proof of that fact. I'm a hard girl to get over, you know.
Chloe walked over to a small mirror fixed to the wall, adjusted her hair and practiced pouting 'sexily' before setting herself down on what she had recently renamed "the sofa of luuuurrvve". After a few minutes of waiting, there came a knock at the door.
"Hey Chloe, sorry I bailed on you before but I'm here now." Sadly. I just need to get this done so I can go see Clark
"Just shut the door and come over here big boy" Chloe only faintly mouthing the last part.
What did she just say?! Must be my imagination, it's been a long day. As Lana turned around to shut the door, Chloe discretely hiked her skirt up that little bit higher and tugged her shirt down that little bit lower. "So Chloe, what was it you wanted to discuss?"
You ripping off all my clothes and taking me right here, right now. "Just some farm stuff, raising animals, meteors. The usual" replied Chloe nonchalantly.
Chloe reached out and touched Lana's arm. Lana looked down at the invading hand but dismissed it; she's just being friendly. "Well, I don't think we've had any two headed calves if that's what you're wondering about." At least I think so.
Chloe giggled girlishly, "Clark you're so funny" Chloe squeaked, her roaming hand making its way to pat Clark lightly on the chest.
"Uhuh" did she go on some medication that I don't know about, cos this isn't the Chloe I know?
"Well, I heard from my source at the abattoir that recently the tails of cows had been increasing in length, I was puzzled at first but then I realised it could only mean one thing," What? So, I looked into it, I thought it might make an interesting story.
Lana stared at Chloe waiting for her to continue.
"Meteor rocks, of course! I figured that somehow the uterus lining of pregnant cows gets infected by meteor particles which in turn stimulates the tail cells in the foetus and, wham! Longer tails!" Chloe leaned closer, wedging her elbows into her sides to push her breasts out further and gently running her hand along Clark's thigh. "I just thought that you might want to know" Chloe added huskily, leaning into Clark's ear. He's so gonna want me for this.
AARRRGGGGHHHH!!! CHLOE'S HITTING ON ME!!!!! Calm, be calm. Lana diverted her eyes as she tried to think if a plausible way out of the situation, only to be greeted by an eyeful of Chloe's over-exposed chest. Whoa, check out the chloeavage! I'll have to ask her what push-up bra that is when this is over, cos let me tell you she is not naturally that well endowed. If only she realised that her hand was skimming towards the crotch of her housemate, not the boy toy of her fantasies. And why the hell is she trying to turn me on with stories of infected uteri and elongated tails? I could give her the tails at a really long stretch, but the rest? I guess it is Clark but still, I don't think he's that strange.
Noticing the scared look in Clark's eyes, Chloe got up off the couch, trailing her hand back down his leg as she went and made her way towards her desk. I think I took things a little too fast, maybe the cattle theory wasn't such a good approach.ooh, ooh, I know the perfect thing!
Lana sat shifting uncomfortably as Chloe reached into a draw and pulled something out. Chloe spun around, unwrapping what looked like a red lollipop. Slowly she slipped the sweet confection into her mouth and licked it seductively.
This moment can surely not get any worse. Oh no wait, I spoke too soon. Now her cheeks have hollowed and she's sucking it harder, dragging it slowly in and out of her mouth. Oh joy. At least I'm not feeling hot, Clark has good taste I see, and if luck holds out, I shouldn't have any problems with Clark Jr. popping up to say hi. I have to stop this, it's like watching a particularly bloody train wreck, Chloe just can't pull off sexy or even slutty, it's just plain painful.
At the sight of Clark getting up, Chloe removed the lollipop from her mouth with a small pop sound. "Where you going?" Chloe waved the sticky sweet to the side of her head, not noticing she was picking up strands of hair with every movement until it was securely entwined with the whole left side of her hair.
Smooth, Chloe, real smooth. I think now's my chance to make a quick exit.
Chloe looked up from her hair, just in time to see Clark dashing through the door. She crumpled in a heap on the floor, bawling enthusiastically, "Why Clark? Why don't you love me? I'm perfect for you!" Chloe just lay there, sprawled across the floor of the Torch, calling to her lover, mascara running down her face, red lollipop stuck in her hair.
When she thought that she was a safe distance from the office, for she didn't want to be heard by Chloe, or for that matter mauled, Lana stopped and doubled-over with laughter. That has to have been the most scaring moment of my life to date. And I thought Clark was strange!
