Page 5 of Butterfly Effect


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“How’s it going, Mona?” She is a chick, with a blonde bob from high school; honestly, most of the kids we know probably came to this state university.

Call it tradition, I call it convenience.

It is a good school if you want someone to respect your resume one day. But I doubt that is why these two are here. They probably came to continue out their glory days and party nights.

Good for them, their dreams have always been so bright compared to my realistic ones, like a career or something silly.

The lady on her knees pops off and wipes the spit from her mouth. Lad continues to pump his dick in his hand, hard.

“Going well, can’t complain. Did you pass that test in calculus?” Mona might not be her real name; it is just what loads of guys call her. But she doesn’t take offense to the nickname, not the same way I do at being called Alaska.

I’ve come out of my shell a bit since starting the new semester two months ago. Six months ago, I would have hidden in the nearest bathroom, mortified at the public sexual act I was witnessing, but now I couldn’t give two shits and lost all sense of embarrassment.

My social skills have been working so well, in fact, that people I have gone to school with since middle school have reintroduced themselves to me like we have never met before. Mona being one of them. It’s fun, like being a new person without the facelift or butt implant.

“Yup, what about you? I think I got like number twenty wrong.” I flip open the book to my notes I took in class and ignore the way Lad stares at the side of my head. Annoyed I interrupted his morning blowie.

“That one stumped me too.” Mona leans back further and gives me her attention instead of Lad.Poor guy. “How are things living with your cousin?”

“What is this social time? I’ve got an hour before my next class and I would really love it if you would make my balls explode down your throat. Pretty please, with no cherries, though, because we already popped them in junior high.” Lad laughs as he caresses Mona’s face, and his sweet talking gets her back to work.

“Disturbing.” I mutter.

“Is it because you still have yours, Alaska? Are you terrified it might hurt your image as a virgin to be fucked by men like me?” Lad’s voice drops and the lower it gets, the lower my eyes go on the length of his saliva stick.

“Oh my gosh? Can you tell? Is it my face or a tramp stamp that says hasn’t been fucked by an all-star? This is so embarrassing; I knew I should have worn my promise ring directly on my‘go fuck yourself’finger.” I fan my face, and fake mortification.

Mona laughs around Lad’s dick, and I smile.

Checkmate, I’ve won this round.

It would shock me if this was the first time I saw his dick, but it isn’t. I make the statement with enough regret to fill the Grand Canyon with revenge sprinkles.

“Awe there it is.” Lad is an idiot. He fucking pats Mona’s head like a good woman doing her service to his country. It’s a tiny cruise ship, where I guess his only voyage is to land on exotic cunts.

Mona swallows his jizzy joy and straightens herself like this is a regular Tuesday.

“I’ve got to head to volleyball practice. See you later, Lad. Bye, Alyeska.” Wow, she even got my name right; this woman needs two gold stars for her victory laps this morning.

She wiggles her fingers at me, and I give her two thumbs up for her performance.

Women empowering women right here, ladies.

Mona pops gum in her mouth and I think she needs some bleach probably also, maybe a mint down the road or a tongue replacement.

Who knows where that drill goes a digging, if you know what I mean? I wink, awe shit, I suck at winking; abort mission.

“Now can we begin?” Getting back to business, I notice we wasted twenty minutes on his personal happiness and I can’t afford to sacrifice anymore of mine for the douchebag of the decade.

“Can you give me five minutes to relax and enjoy my orgasm?” His brown curls look lighter in the sunlight as he leans over to put himself away. Lad takes a big breath and exhales easily.

There is a calm that rushes over him, but I get stuck in how easy that feeling must be. For a minute, our eyes meet and he softens just for me, but then the scene is over and the asshole has resurfaced.

Warn the lifeguards because the snark remarks are back on base.

“Because that is how long it takes you to cum?” I tilt my head to the side.

“And there it goes, the blissful high; tell me, Alaska when was the last time you got fucked?” Lad takes the seat across from me even though my feet claimed it before his buttocks did. “It doesn’t matter, next time let me know so I can ruin your good mood after.” Lad grabs his pen and starts doodling on the paper, clearly frustrated.

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