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But now, magically, I just have one. I can do whatever I need to do. Get to class, get to the store, whatever… In fact, I probably could get a gym membership or something like that. It would be really nice to have that back in my life. I've gotten pretty far out of shape in the last few months.
Yeah, that's what I'll do. On the way back to the house, I can swing by that gym over by the warehouse district. It's Friday, and the first of the month, so it might even have a special on…
Oh, shit.
I pull the Jeep over to the curb and look at my book on the seat next to me.
It's Friday, which means I have a lab, and I forgot my lab notes.
Where's my head at? Oh, yeah… got a little distracted by the fapping this morning, I guess. I must have been still a little flustered and I forgot to bring my lab notes with me.
Since the street is deserted, I just pull a U-turn and head back. I’ve got plenty of time before class so it shouldn't be a problem to dash upstairs and retrieve my lab notes from the small desk.
I park the Jeep in the driveway and key into the front door, bolting up the stairs two at a time, hoping that I don't wake Daniel by mistake.
When I get to the top of the stairs, I can hear some sound. Some churning sound like… I don’t know what. Talking? No. Whispering? Crying?
I tiptoe to the end of the hall, nearly to Daniel’s room. It’s him; I’m certain. But I’ve never heard his voice like this before. Is he all right?
All of a sudden, I hear him yell.
“Kita!”
I rush to the door, opening it and half expecting to find him in some emergency. But through the morning sunlight’s glare, I see him at the foot of his bed. He's gripping the bedpost, his other hand curled around his thick, rigid cock. He grunts like an animal as he jerks rhythmically.
I stand completely still, totally shocked, not sure what to do as he thrusts into his hand, two, three times and then comes everywhere, shooting out a stream of pearly liquid that splashes against the dark bedspread and instantly puddles in abstract, connected splotches.
I've never seen this before. I’ve never even seen a man fully naked before. I feel like I should run away, but I am transfixed. Every muscle in his body is straining, standing out in relief under his smooth, glossy, sweaty skin. The white, ropey liquid gleams in the muted sunlight. He strokes himself a couple more times, his back heaving as he pants.
He takes a small step forward, rearranging himself to stand up. I remember suddenly what I'm doing and back away, closing the door silently behind me. Thanking my lucky stars he didn’t hear me, I rush into my room to get the book and then back out into the hall and down the stairs. I’m practically sprinting to the front door but stepping as lightly as possible so that he won't know that I've seen him.
My heart is pounding when I get back into the Jeep, but as soon as I sit down I realize how my body reacted. My panties are wet, practically soaked through, and I have to hold my thighs tightly together to keep myself from trembling.
Did I just see what I thought I saw?
And did he really call my name?
Chapter 11
Daniel
As the days pass, I find myself swerving closer and closer to her, like a planet orbiting closer to a black hole. Every time I swing past her, I feel her gravity just a little bit more.
And she doesn't seem to mind, which has been making it worse. I know I'm just inching up to the line, just testing to see where that border is. How far I'll go, how far she'll go.
But her smile is addictive. My resistance is wearing down. I find myself doing more and more things, just to see if she will look at me, if she will smile at me.
She gets excited about little things, like a fully-stocked refrigerator. I bought flowers and left them on the counter a couple of times, simple arrangements from a florist that occupies one of my buildings on the far side of town. I told myself I was just helping the florist out, but the first time I heard Kita's gasp from the other room, I knew that wasn't true. It made my heart jump. It was for her and I had to admit it to myself.
And yet, I'm afraid this is temporary. We seem to be at peace, but I’m concerned that peace could be shattered at any time. More repercussions from the bake sale, is my chief concern.
I'm afraid that Lizzie still has a trick or two up her sleeve. It has been a couple of weeks and we haven't heard anything from her, which only makes me more suspicious. If she was bold enough to put that video on the Internet, she's bold enough to do a lot more than that. But her strategy is unclear. I'm not sure if she's doing it and I just don't know about yet, or if she's building up to something even worse.
But I'm going to find out.
I turn on the stove burner, warming up a cast-iron skillet. My morning run was satisfying and my body feels loose and solid at the same time, with that delicious fatigue in my muscles. But I do need to replenish my protein, and this ham from the local hipster farm outfit will do very nicely.
But in the back of my mind, as I lay the pink, sweet meat into the bottom of the hot pan and listen to it sizzle, I wonder how loud this needs to be before Kita notices. Or how aromatic. I’m sure she can smell it upstairs. The smoky char is building nicely.
