My Pleasure
A.N.: Ok, I've set a date for when I will update my stories. Right now I'm working on three but I've been sinking most of my effort into "Hers". The other two are romance as well (expect to see a lot of that stuff, I'm a sucker for anime-like romance). I am restarting an old fanfiction of mine from Miss Literati since I have some more experience now in the field of story writing (if you want to read the first part that I never finished you can find it on , it's called The Fairy Queen's Butler). The other is going to be a L4D fanfiction called "Salemn". But yes, I will work on "Hers" on Wednesdays from now on, TFQB on thursdays, and Salemn on Fridays. And so on, and so forth. I will only be working on a maximum of 7 fanfictions at one time in that short case. But enough from me. Don't forget to follow or favorite, and don't hesitate to give me a review every now and then if you have some suggestions. Without further ado, we continue with "Hers".
I'll be frank with it. I was actually starting to enjoy my job. Well, not exactly enjoy, but I was numb to being a slave. Doing things for Blair, it didn't bother me anymore. I cooked, I cleaned, I shopped, and whenever all of this was done I could sleep. Unless Blair was awake, then I was forced to entertain her. Thankfully that's not difficult. Now, I don't have any problems with Blair at this point, in fact I have had a mutual respect and friendship with her from that day on. But, however comma, Blair has friends, and girls like Blair and her friends when they are with their friends make a habit of doing two things: drinking and flirting. The occasional flirting that I got from Blair, I could live with that because we knew eachother and we were close enough to do that without any issues. But, let's face it. Lean, athletic, tall, just mysterious enough. I'm not the ugliest guy, especially when I'm the ONLY guy around three minxy girls. It was coming sooner or later and Blair decided to have her friends over for the night. She must have gotten a promotion or some shit like that, I don't remember. Now, besides her co-workers, Blair has three close friends. Maka Albarn, who I knew very well as we were over there a lot. Maka, I liked. Of all of the people Blair can call friend and they feel the same way, Maka was a surprise nerd amongst her group. Then there were her "other" friends... Their names were Hillary and Veronica. From what I could tell, they were simple humans, nothing extraordinary about them other than how annoying they were. They seem cheerful and bubbly and girly, but that's a no-no combo for me. They drank, a lot, and if that wasn't bad enough, they were always ready to mingle, whether they were in a relationship or not. I will personally go this far to say that I think they were a bad influence on Blair. Anyways, Blair invited just those three friends. Maka, sadly, couldn't make it. She had an upcoming test to study for, and she was cramming all week. So, with her out of this equation, I did the math. Blair, and Hillary, and Veronica. I was dragging my feet all day because I was so bummed. Any normal man would see this as the perfect opporutunity to get laid. However, I don't know where those two have been for one, two I don't ever want to know, and three they were just the opposite of my type. Blair, I can deal with, nothing against her. Hillary and Veronica, I'm gonna say it the way it is, I hope they're buried alive. But anyways, on top of my normal shopping list I have to pick up alcohol. I hung my head and groaned hoping that the day lasted forever and that the night never came. I had to prep the couch for them. The couch. The couch that I sleep on every night. I decided after all of this I'd just put on a hazmat suit and torch the sucker afterwards buying a new couch. I don't want to catch anything that could put me in any kind of danger. Ok you get it by now that they're loose women and they probably have a lot of diseases. So, I wrap the couch from top to bottom in plastic and sheets and even more plastic covering those sheets and you get it. I bought five bottles of sake and I started praying that it would be enough for them even if just for tonight. Finally, the dreadful hour came. I got dinner and snacks and everything done so I could attempt to get out of the house before being noticed by anybody. I opened the door and I was almost halfway down the path when I suddenly heard this double scream and I just jumped and froze. I saw this quick blur of pink and purple and I took like ten steps back