ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #4
Date: 11/3/2015,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... than she had seen in a long time. "Ok…" "If you had to choose me or your f*mily… really your f*mily's money… you would choose me, right?" "You haven't heard?" she fired back coyly. "What?" Jade stood up, looking a bit dizzy for a moment, to look Freddie in the eyes as she reached for a slip of paper from his nightstand. "You see this, Freddie? This is our bulletin, something that every single guest is going to receive, so that they will know that all this is about you and me. Together forever. That's what I care about. My parents can eat a dick for all I care… I have you Freddie, and no f*rce on earth is going to change that." Freddie grabbed his fiancée tightly, not giving a damn about their chastity deal, and just held her, inhaling her scent and burying his face in her neck as she enjoyed being pressed against his pecs. Almost absent-mindedly, she began to plant soft kisses on his chest leading up to his chin, and then let herself enjoy tasting his lips once more. The kiss only made Freddie hold Jade tighter, until he felt her knees weaken a bit. "You ok?" he asked, supporting her weight as she seemed to have some trouble. "Yeah…" she said, stroking his arms as he supported her. "Just dizzy today, I guess. Must have been the lack of sl*ep kicking at me. Maybe I just got up too fast." Freddie had his doubts and wondered if something was truly wrong, but before he could say anything there was a knock at the ...
... door. He rushed over to open it, revealing a stout woman in a maid's uniform. "Excuse me," she said softly. "But do you know who is staying in the room down the hall?" She was pointing at Kelly's room, which Freddie only knew because Tori had mentioned about why she would be at this occasion. "I think I know who is staying there…" Freddie said, wondering what this was all about, "but she's not really a friend of mine. Her name is Kelly, I think." "Oh ok… if you see her, you need to tell her that she's going to have to send payment for all the stuff in there." "What?!" he said, in shock, moving past the maid to check the room for himself. The maid cautiously opened the door and revealed a completely trashed room- the bed unmade and torn up, trash all over the floor, and muddy shoeprints all over the carpet. "This is ridiculous…" And then Freddie's eye caught a yellow piece of paper pinned to the wall, no doubt something else that left a mark. -I hate this place, so I'm leaving. Not sure why I came anyway. There was something off about the note, and it was clearly written in a hurry, but he knew so little about the thin blonde, but there was something familiar, even amongst the rush, about the handwriting on the note. "I will let her friend Beck know… he probably knows how to keep up with her," Freddie said, clenching his fist a bit at the thought of Beck. "Yes, sir," the small maid said before she shut the ...