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Abby

Today’s classes passed fairly quickly. I’m going with Nikki to the changing room to grab our shoes. We leave the building at a jog. As soon as I’m out the door, I can feel his presence. I must be going insane, I think. But no, I can definitely feel someone’s eyes on me. I sweep my eyes around and see him sitting on a railing with Max, Philip, and Ted at his side. I know Max from primary school and the two others I’ve met only recently, when we bumped into them with Ve on our way to the market. He introduced me, and we headed on, so I didn’t have the opportunity to have a better look. From what I gathered, I didn’t like their energy. What can you do? Maybe I was wrong and they’d turn out to be okay.

I stand on the stairs, rooted to the spot, thinking what a nice surprise. I love being surprised by Ve. My legs take me in his direction. I’m practically soaring on wings of happiness.

“What are you doing here, Ve?” I sit on his lap, wrap my arms around his neck, and kiss him passionately, ignoring the fact we’re not alone.

“I’m happy to see you too, Abbs. I’m kidnapping you,” he replies.

“Oh! Where to, if I may ask?”

Ve says hello to Nikki too. I was so excited I totally forgot about her. She joins us, sending me a look saying, “Thanks, bitch.”

Ve introduces her to the boys while I’m still on him.

“I’m not going to go with you, Nikki, alright? I’m going with them,” I say. It’s a statement, but a bit of a question too. I’m still not sure what the kidnapping part was about.

We say our goodbyes and head to the parking lot to Ted’s car. Ve grabs my hand and doesn’t let go for the whole trip.

We stop by the Den. The guys sit on a bench, and Ted produces a pack of cigarettes. Max asks if I’d like one.

“Sure, but I have my own, thanks,” I reply and take out my Marlboro lights, sending Ve a look. He extends a hand and takes one of my cigs.

So we sit together, having a smoke. I get to know his friends a bit better. I watch how Ve acts with them around and conclude that he’s completely at ease. At least for now. The guys pick on him in a friendly manner whenever he kisses or touches me. When they go inside and lock the door, I straddle him and hug my boy.

“I missed you,” I purr straight to his ear.

“Me too. That’s why I’m here.” He strokes my back gently.

“What’s the plan today?”

“We can sit somewhere outdoors, no? The weather is nice. Maybe we can have a beer?” he suggests.

“Yes, that’s great. I’ll just check what’s the situation at home, but let’s meet around six by my place, alright?”

“Deal.”

Ve walks me home. He waits for me to grab Lola, and we take a walk.

Thirty minutes later, the dog is exhausted. We head back home. Ve leaves me with a kiss and takes the elevator down.

I shower and heat up some dinner. Around five my parents tell me they’re going to Daisy Valley.

“Want to come with?”

“No, thanks. I’d rather stay.”

“Okay, but stay in touch with Grandma.”

I roll my eyes as if calling her would change anything, but reply, “Sure thing. No problem.”

They leave and Grandma calls.

“Hello, dear. Will you come over tonight?”

“No thanks, Grandma. I’ll stay at home if that’s okay with you.”

“Won’t you be afraid?” she asks.

“I’ll call Vicks if I am.”

“Okay. Good night, then. Sleep well. Come over for dinner tomorrow.”

Maybe the evening will be more fruitful than I anticipated.

At six I’m having a smoke on the balcony. I see Ve downstairs. I wave him over. He knocks on the door. I open it and pull him in by the scruff of his hoodie.

“We have the house to ourselves, tiger.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that we can finally spend some time together without hiding. If you have the time and if you’d like that, of course.”

“Wow, Abbs. When are your parents coming back?”

“Sunday.”

“What about your gran?”

“She’s at her place.”

“She won’t be coming here?”

“I doubt it. Come in. Would you like to drink something?”

“So maybe let’s go grab some beers from the store?”

We do that and return to the apartment. I change into shorts and a T-shirt, and get comfortable. We sit down on the balcony.

We drink our beers, laugh, fool around, hug, and kiss.

When I finish my drink, I can already feel it going to my head. I’m agitated and horny. I straddle Ve, leaving a series of soft kisses on his collarbone, neck, and cheeks. I take his face in my hands and press my lips to his. They part, and his tongue flicks out, pushing itself into my mouth. I’m wet already. He has an erection.

“You can’t keep doing this. I’ll go crazy. Just look how hard it is!”

“I don’t see it, but I can feel it.”

“You can see it if you’d like,” he says with a smirk.

I pull away a bit and, keeping my eyes on his, run my hand over the bulge in his pants. He closes his eyes for a moment, letting out an uncontrolled grunt. I return to my previous place and rub my clit against him.

“If you don’t stop, I’ll come in my pants,” he says.

“I’m going to come too from that rubbing,” I say. My subconscious slams me in the face for that. Now why would I go and say something like that? I can’t drink anymore.

He inhales sharply.

“Stop it! I don’t have a second pair of pants!” he orders, grabbing me with his hands. I come to my senses and agree.

Reluctantly, I leave his lap.

“We’ll have time for that yet, kitten.” He kisses me on the forehead and asks with a twinkle in his eye, “You’re so eager all of a sudden?”

“Always.”

“I can’t believe how you make me feel, girl! Sometimes I get hard at the memory of you.”

“Your dick misses me and wants to finally meet me,” I say, laughing.

Eleven comes, and I grow sleepy. The week has been rough. The closer to the end of the semester, the more exams and tests I have to take. Working it out and having a life outside of school is pretty hard.

“Will you stay the night, Ve?”

“I don’t know if I’d be able to stop myself, having you so close.”

“The decision is yours.” I start making the bed. Ve follows me inside, sits down, and fixes me with a stare.

“Ah, whatever. I’ll stay.”

He takes his shoes off, then his socks and pants, leaving the T-shirt and boxers on. There is a large bulge where his erection is. I can feel my stomach cramping. I swallow loudly. He notices.

“Want me to put my pants back on?”

“Umm, no… I’ll leave my shorts and shirt on to be on the safe side.”

We lie down next to each other, and Ve wraps his arm around me. I snuggle up to him, and the fact that we’re together in bed with just the thin layer of clothes between us sets all my senses ablaze. He pulls me closer, and his rock-hard cock brushes against my thigh. I’m going to lose my mind. He’s not having it easy either. His eyes laugh. He seems happy. Once every so often, he strokes my hair. For a while longer I listen to the story of how he met his friends and what happened to make him spend so much time in the Den. With time, his voice starts to grow more distant, and finally I drift away.