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Watch the screen for a second, the voice panted, then slowly put the rod in dip like this she said...
Oh yeah, like that she moaned out of breath, that's how its done, sloppily but with good results.
Hiba Danish her mother yelled furiously knocking on the door.
Hiba at first ignored but when her name echoed again, she glanced up and slowly reduced the speaker only to hear her mom scream, oh no young lady don't you dear turn the volume of the speaker down.
You are too young to be watching pornography, open this damn door before i break it down now, she ordered battling with the handles.
Hiba spun around in her chair, frightened at the mess she has made. Its sunday morning, she was home alone, her father had left for work in the early hours of 5 and her mom was away visiting her older sister who is happily married with a set of twins for the weekend.
She was bored to death and decided to do something different she drafted a bucket list, ticked the first box and tapped the google app, she clicked on commaful and think to herself, posting a story shouldn't be that difficult, she was right on it when a notification popped up.
That was how she got herself entangled, leading to the spotlight she was having with her mother Barbara.
Unlocking the door, Hiba feigned ignorance and Immediately flashed her white teeth nervously, good morning mom she greeted scratching her hair with her stained powdery hands, leaving some of the flour in her hair.
Not wanting her mother to be upset with her, Hiba quickly stepped aside, with that access, Barbara gave a once over look at her daughters messy room.
Barbara leaned her body on the door and released a sigh, placing a palm on her chest, I thought you were in the act she confessed her fears not having the confidence to drag the disgusted deal into sentence.
She glanced at the ingredient scattered on the big table clothe placed on the rug and immediately guessed at what her daughter was struggling to make before she asked Hiba, why aren't you using the mixing machine?
I wanted to do this using my human strength like the instructor advised, that way whenever there is uncertainty, for example, like the machine breaking down and there is no replacement or some sort, I can just switch and rely on my strength.
But mom why are you home early?
Barbara was quiet.
You don't trust me enough to stay at home alone, I promise am fine and over his death, you don't need to keep tabs on me 24hours
I said bored.
She gives me a go ahead look and closes the door.
The emptiness was back, reminiscing the last kiss I gave him before I said my final goodbye to him, I didnt stay to watch him go six feet below.
I shouldn't have been there in the first place and just let the last memory of him be us coming back from the couples trip but I didnt want to be selfish so I showed up.
My phone started ringing.
Three minutes into the conversation, thank you I said to Ryan my lost childhood crush before ending the call.
A lot has changed between us, he was patient and kept evading my personal space no matter how I blamed him for loosing Devon or no matter how I slammed the door on his face commanding him to leave me alone.
Devon wouldn't want me to be in this state.
I think now is the time to forgive him for walking out of my life and put behind the past, been pissed will only complicate our peace of mind.
Am willing to give him a second chance to prove me wrong and fix the misunderstandings between us, I smile sheepishly in embarrassment and burry my flour face into the pillow.
Heaven took Devon away from me and brought Ryan back to me, in other words, I guess I don't need to worry about been alone or ending up with someone who'll never understand the kind of person I am.
I put a stop to the hell practical i was doing, cleaned up the mess and decided to do my laundry and prepare for tomorrow, am nervous about school, am nervous about meeting him.
I blame that on the fact that I was about to say yes to his advance towards me.
The next day, I was the first to wake up, I think I practically woke the neighborhood up, I couldn't contain the happiness in me and thankfully Devon's thought eventually slipped off my mind completely.
Its been five months already, its not like we are married I tried to back my excuse up.
Finally at school, after the fourth period I was nervously waiting for Ryan to show up for practice. Each time asking myself what it will be like finding myself back In his hands, its not like when we were kids, when we play mommy and daddy, he will kiss my chubby cheeks but even as a child, I knew no one blushes more than me.
Hiba, Ryan called.
Come to think of it, he looks way handsome or can I break the record and just say handsomer than before.
Come with me, please he said, kissing the back of my hands.
Wait, are we skipping school?
What do you think? He asked.
Am asking you, I fired back hiding my blush with my hands.
He nodded and slowly pulled my hands off my face.
I happily enjoyed his touch.
After that scene, we spent the rest of the day at the park, eating ice-cream, catching up on the space of time we separated.
I called mom telling her I was going to the cinema and I will be late, she was beyond mad, probably because her ears skipped the cinema and her brain registered the wrong thing thinking I was someplace else hurting myself but she calmed down after Ryan took the phone from me to speak with her.
He gave the phone back to me just in time for me to hear her say, please use condom but deep down in my heart I know she wouldn't care if I ended up getting pregnant with Ryan's baby, her reasons is best known to her.
The blush on my face was like mount everest.
What did she say to get you this red? Ryan asked.
She told me to have fun and be sensible. I didnt want to start with him by lying, so I swapped the words with a less sensitive meaning to it and quickly changed the topic to what movie are we seeing.
That one he grinned dragging me to the counter, since I wasn't looking, I accidentally bumped into a sturdy shoulder and nearly landed with my butt if the owner of the shoulder hadn't saved me with his huge hands on my waist.
I scanned the hands to the face so I could apologize when I found him already looking at me with a heated gaze.
Devon, I whispered.
And boy does he look pissed off.
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