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Not respected. There was too much coldness in his face, his eyes, his taunting smirk.
I sat up straighter. My body ached something fierce, and I noticed, to my dismay, that my hair had been cut short. It no longer was placed into its customary braid.
The man opened his mouth and began to speak. At least, I assumed he was speaking. Instead, his lips moved and no sound emerged. I tilted my head to the side, surveying the person I knew to be Addie’s father.
But his words were indistinct. On and on he talked, his hands moving more erratically and animatedly as he spoke.
When it became apparent that I couldn’t hear him, a cruel smile broke open his face. It wasn’t a smile that evoked warm feelings. It wasn’t a smile you should see on a man who called himself a dad. I felt my body grow cold at having such a smile directed at me.
It would be later that I understood what he had been trying to tell me: Addie hated me. She wanted nothing to do with the poor, lonely deaf boy.
The dream shifted.
I saw Addie’s face, years younger, staring at me through the restaurant window. I had dressed to impress her and her family. My father had lent me an old, black suit, and I had brushed my long hair back.
My fingers twisted the wrapped present I had bought her with what little money I had. It wasn’t gold or silver, but it was from me to her. From a boy who loved a girl.
I wondered if she would like it. After all, a best friends necklace was beyond cliché.
And yet…
I envisioned her face as she opened it. She would be so excited! It was that thought alone that gave me the courage to march forward. Towards her.
Once again, the dream world dissipated and transformed. I was in a bedroom, the brown bedspread and clean floors indicating it as a room in Elena’s house. My body was sprawled out on the bed, naked. My cock was throbbing. The feeling bordered the precarious line between pleasurable and painful.
Addie stood above my bed, an angel in the flesh. She was dressed in a lacy, black nightgown that accentuated her large breasts and tiny hips. Her brown curls hung loose down her back. God, what I wouldn’t give to run my hands through them. Would they be as soft as they looked?
Eyes never leaving mine, she licked her lips, and I followed the diminutive movement like a man possessed. She was perfect. Absolutely, and almost absurdly, perfect.
She knelt down and took my cock between her plump lips. I groaned, my body arching upwards instinctively. Her tongue traced the vein running the length while her hand fondled my balls. My fingers dug into the comforter.
She alternated between long sucks and gentle kisses. I felt her everywhere.
On my cock. My lips. My chest. Teasing my nipples.
She was everywhere.
I was going to explode in her mouth. At that thought, I grabbed her hips and held her still. I wanted my cock to spill its seed over her perfect breasts. I wanted to mark her as my own-
* * *
I wokeup to someone shaking my shoulder. The movement was so sudden that I jerked backwards as if I had been slapped. Glaring, I turned towards the man who dared intrude on my sleep. My cock strained against my jeans.
The panic in Fallon’s eyes stopped me short and any lust I had diminished.
“Are you the only one here?” he signed, movements erratic. I had never seen the man look so unkempt before. His long hair was out of its pony and hung in a disheveled heap over his shoulders.
“Just me and Calax,” I replied. When he didn’t immediately respond, I signed, “What’s going on?”
“Acid rain.”
Those words made my blood turn to ice. The implications.
No…
“Are they back yet? Is Addie back yet?” I signed, moving to my feet. The wooden chair clattered against the floor with my movement.
The despondency in Fallon’s eyes was all the answer I needed.
