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Undeserving
Date: 5/9/2024, Categories: Anal Author: Gordon_Brail, Source: LushStories
London – Annual International Humanitarian Awards “What a great night,” the host boasts to a sparkling crowd of tuxedos and gowns. White linen and glistening glassware reflect the low lights and candles throughout the large room. “It’s such an honor to be standing up here with these incredible people…” The host rolls through his accolades right on script, doing a fine job of keeping everyone’s attention during this October night in London. Proper and distinguished people line two head tables flanking the keynote speaker, applause, and a wonderful atmosphere making tonight feel more than magical. Vance Torrent sits amongst those at the head tables. Sitting on both sides of him are a doctor and a journalist, a philanthropist, and some celebrity he’s never heard of. He fidgets in the chair, the champagne before him going warm and untouched. Earlier in the night, Vance made the correct assumption that he’s the youngest member at the set of head tables, everyone else being at least a decade older than himself. ‘God,’ he thinks, pretending that he’s listening to the introductory speech.‘Get me out of here.’ Vance isn’t a doctor or a lawyer. He’s never cured a disease or brought an extinct species back to life. He didn’t join for this. His phone vibrates, so he breaks social protocol by nonchalantly looking down at his waist, a quick glance at the text. @Olivia: You’re fidgeting. Stop it. You deserve this. His reply is quick and unnoticed.@Vance: I’m ...
... just glad you’re here. The speaker continues, introducing the first awardee. Vance isn’t sure what the award is for, but he claps with everyone else regardless. Her acceptance speech begins, but Vance can’t pay attention. --- A record-breaking storm hit overseas eight months ago. Multiple humanitarian teams were deployed at a moment's notice, Vance and his guys being some of the first to arrive. Vance packed his bags in Vermont on Monday night, arriving exhausted in the tropics sixteen hours later on Wednesday afternoon. For six tiring days, Vance and the world did their best to evacuate helpless people from the worst of it all. It was terrible. By the third day, Vance thought he would die from exhaustion. Four hours of sleep was the required minimum, so that’s all he took. --- The crowd applauds. Another awardee takes the podium. @Olivia: We don’t have to stay afterwards. I know you want to leave as soon as you can. I’m just so proud of you. Vance looks over the crowd. Six tables deep and off to the right, Olivia sits with other members of the board from Washington. It seems as though Olivia can feel Vance looking at her, beautiful eyes that are impossible to dismiss eventually finding his. Olivia smiles, causing Vance to smirk, an incredible and beautiful woman who is his biggest fan tonight. He won’t reply to her text and she knows it, but that’s not the point. Olivia is gorgeous in a fitted dress tonight. Her smile and cleavage ensure that ...