I look down at her, "Yeah, remember that time you thought I was breaking into the house, and you jumped on my back, you screamed so loud I thought I would l lose my hearing."
"That's my Eggy, always defending people. You know, growing up she would beat up Bridget's bullies." Proudness was in her father's voice, and on her mother's face.
Elizabeth gets up from the couch, "Do you guys want something to drink?"
"Yeah, your father and I will take water."
I see Mr. Pratt frown, "I don't want water, I'll take a soda, please."
The look that Mrs. Pratt gives him scares me to my core. "You know you can't drink soda."
"That's just what doctors say, water doesn't have flavor."
She rolls her eyes, "I'm a doctor, and with your blood pressure being so high, soda is something you should not be drinking."
"Marlo." He warns.
"John." She says with the same tone of voice.
"Two drinks of water it is," says Elizabeth.
She grabs me up by the arm and drags me to the kitchen with her. I stop at the counter, while she heads over to the fridge, pulling out two cold bottles of water. Once the fridge shuts, her eyes glaze over as her lips purse up.
"The hell is wrong with you?" She whispers, not wanting her parents to hear her.
"Whatever are you talking about, Eggy," I say, amused.
"DON'T call me that." The waters slam on the counter, creating bubbles inside of it.
"What, Eggy? I like that name for you, makes sense. And I don't understand, everything is going well out there, in my eyes." I shrug a shoulder, sitting down on the stool at the counter.
"You know exactly what you're doing? She's tight, she's a screamer. Stop it!"
"Or what?" I challenge.
She smirks, "You don't want to know."
"Oh, but I do." I lean on the counter, my hand inches from hers.
"My parents think that I'm a virgin, and I'd like to keep it like that. You in here dropping hints, and making me flustered is blowing my cover."
I laugh, "With an ass like that, they think you're a virgin."
She tells me to lower my voice, "Stop it!"
"Fine, I'll stop." I relent. "My mom thinks I'm a virgin too."
She snickers at this, "You, a virgin? Now THAT'S hilarious. Come on, let's go to the living room." I follow behind her, not without pulling her by her dress.
I whisper in her ear, "I want you tonight."
Her back straightens, "If you keep messing around in there, you'll never have me." She yanks away from me, swaying her hips as she walks off.
"Damn, Elizabeth," I mumble to myself.
We spend the rest of the evening talking to her parents, they tell us how their jobs are going, while we tell them of our classes and social lives. I have to bite my tongue, not to say anything smart or sexual. I NEED Elizabeth, and I know if I say anything rash, she'll close her legs to me forever.
So, for the remainder of the time, I stay on my best behavior. After an hour, her parents decide to leave, heading to the campus to find Bridget, they take Elizabeth with them, to drop her off at her presentation for her psychology class.
Before she walks out the door, she turns around. "Aren't you going to wish me luck?"
I lean against the door, "You don't need it."
While her parents are getting in the car, not paying any attention to us, I take my chance and pull her to my chest, kissing her straight on the lips, while I squeeze her sweet ass. She moans in my mouth, then pushes me away.
"That was most undignified, Mr. Chen." She smacks me on the cheek, then smiles devilishly and walks out the door. I watch as they pull out the driveway.
Shit, I'm whipped.
Elizabeth's P.O.V-
"You didn't do that bad," says Jill, as we walk down the hallway to her dorm room.
I scoff, "Are you fucking serious? I stuttered over the conclusion and the rest- god I don't even want to talk about it."
"As usual, you're overrating. Just calm down, our professor is known for being one of the chill psychology teachers, at least you did better than Elliot." She concludes.
"Oh yes, I had to do better than Elliot." She pulls out her key.
Elliot did his speech on Skins, which I thought was cool as hell, but his delivery and conclusion weren't strong enough. But all in all, he'll probably get a low B, tops.
When Jill opens up the door, a musical of sobs echos around the room. I look at her, she rolls her eyes and says one thing to me, "Tana."
Oh, yay. I hear her talk about Tana all the time, how crazy she is, and the wild things she's done in the dorm. Well, now it's time that I get to meet her.
"Tana, you ok?" asked Jill.
"No! I'm in ruins." A cloud of smoke hits me like an ocean wave, from the pungent smell I could tell it was Marijuana. Jill tells me to sit down on the bed, she goes over and opens up the window.
"You know you can't smoke in here; you could get us both in trouble."
"Live a little, jiggles."
"Jiggles?" I question, whispering to Jill.
She looks at me, "I was changing my clothes, and she smacked my ass." Makes sense, Jill does have a fat ass.
"Why are you in ruins, Tana?" She asked, sitting on the bed next to me.
"You want to know?"
"That's why I asked."
She takes another drag of smoke, letting it peak out the corner of her mouth, blowing circles. I observe her outfit. She has on tight, black jeans with a belly chain around her pale-skinned belly. A lacy bra and I see a tattoo on the top of her boob. It's a guy's name, Angelo it reads.
"So, you know how I was in Barbados with Alan?"
"Yeah," Jill whispers to me that Alan is her sugar daddy, well, one of them at least.
"Anyway, we went to Barbados, had tons of hot sex on the beach while sipping on pina Coladas. Fuck, it was so good, you would think since he's in his sixties that he wouldn't have so much energy, but he did. God, that wrinkly dick of his stayed hard all the time. Alan's the CEO of Mercury Co, a tech company in New York-
"Wait!" I stop her. "You were fucking Alan Mercer, oh damn." Jill gives me the eye, but I'm just so entranced, it doesn't bother me.
"Yeah, you know him? Jiggles over here didn't know who the fuck I was talking about." She smokes some more.
"How do you not know who the CEO of Mercury Co is?"
"And how the fuck did you not know that Steve Jobs was dead?" We stare at each other.
"Touché. Continue with the story, Tana."
"He had to attend to some business meetings, so he went back to New York and left me in Barbados. He gave me his credit card, I had car service and everything, it was fun. While on the beach, a shadow loomed over me, when I opened my eyes, I saw the biggest dick I'd ever seen. I'm talking, like nine inches, some fucking August Alsina shit. I was in my itty-bitty red bikini, when I'm in that thing, men can't resist me. It was a while since I'd had sex, and I NEEDED it. So, I took him back to the hotel with me and let him fuck me like a slut. When I tell you that man, oh god, that man's dick almost killed me. But I ain't no bitch, so I took it. To my luck, Alan walked in and saw him pounding me from the back."
"Oh shit, Tana."
She continues, "I tried to explain to him, but he wouldn't listen. Now I'm back here." I see tears leaving her eyes, smearing the black eyeliner around her eyes. "What am I going to do, jiggles? I can't pay for medical school on my own."
"You could take out a loan?" I suggest.
She looks at me like I'm crazy, "And be in debt for the rest of my life, no thank you."
"Well, Eliza and I are about to watch Skins, you're welcome to join."
Tana smokes the rest of her weed, throws the bud out the window, someone from down below curses up at her, I guess she threw it on their head. "Shut the fuck up, pussy." She turns back to us, "No thank you, I need to find another sugar daddy, stat." Picking up her clutch, she heads to the door but turns back to us. "I am horny, do any of you want to trib?"
We look at each other, wondering what in the actual hell to say. "Fuck no, Tana."
"Yeah, I have to decline, I only like penis."
She shrugs a shoulder, "Had to ask. See you later." The door shuts behind her.
Jill sighs and turns on the TV, "That's Tana Morganstrotter for you."
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