ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #8 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #8

... "Because," Robbie said matter of factly, "it's pretty obvious and word kinda gets around. Besides, it’s not like you don't talk in your sl*ep some nights when you're here. Does Jade know you're cheating-" "We're going to stop right there, Robbie," Freddie said sternly. "I am not, nor would I ever be, cheating on Jade. I won't like that I've been with Tori, but it's a bit more complicated than just that. Jade knows and wants her around for us." "And I thought my situation was kinda fucked up…" Robbie sighed. "Look, as much as we could play 'who is more messed up in their relationship,' I still have an image of you and Andre plowing Trina and it’s kinda turning my stomach. Have you even tried to talk to her about it?" "Yeah… we kinda talked right after… and she assured me that, like, she was fine and she preferred me, but I could just see that she was lying. Like when your parents get you socks for your birthday… a white lie for my benefit, but a lie nonetheless." "You ever wonder if she might have been both lying and telling the truth?" Freddie asked, his ther****t hat finally on. "Like she still prefers you and loves you, but the new, different, or forbidden stuff was enticing." As the words exited his mouth, Freddie began to wonder if the same could be said of the 'magic' that he and Tori were experiencing. The parallels were not wasted on Robbie either and it was clear that the glasses wearing teen wanted to point this out, but Freddie was more than aware. While Freddie ...

... had pretty much committed himself to not attending class today after everything, at this moment he just needed to get the hell out of Dodge and clear his head of his current predicament as well as wipe his brain clean of the three way described before him. And as if fate had not cursed his soul enough, his phone began to ring with his mother's overbearingly anxious call of where he was. The news he actually received from her, however, was something much, much worse. ***November 3 8:06 pm UCLA- Scott Hall Room 602 "So you're going to miss the whole week?!" Jade had been pacing her room for the last few minutes as Tori lay on the Goth’s bed and watched Jade's face as it changed expressions every few seconds. Tori hadn't really left the building but a couple times since Halloween night, spending all her time with Jade and just enjoying this new, strange, and exhilarating feeling of freedom. It wasn't all happy feelings, however. Both girls, Jade in particular, had been worried about Freddie. His mom had called him Friday morning to let him know his grandfather, who he was very close to, was on the verge of death. Naturally, he hopped a plane back to Seattle first thing Saturday morning, which meant neither girl had really seen him since their special morning. Jade plopped down next to Tori who quickly shifted so that her head could be in the pale girl's lap. "So it's just a waiting game or something?" she muttered, stroking Tori's hair, a stress reliever for the angry dark haired ...