New Life in Rianate 1 - Sex Stories

New Life in Rianate 1

... he kept his eyes locked on my utensil. I moved my hand to the side, his eyes followed. Great way to tease. He kept his eyes locked as I wrote something. I turned the paper around to him and he grunted. “You’re so mean to me,” Dallas pouted. “Don’t do that, it’s not cute,” I said. “To most people, it is. I’m surprised you’re not at Jack’s party.” “Who?” “Jack Murn. He’s a Sio (junior) but all girls drool over him. You seem like a drooler.” I sneered at him. “And you seem like you suck dick for money, but, I don’t say anything.” “Oh, toshé,” Dallas laughed. “Hmm. So, are you gonna actually do work or just sit there?” “Actually doing work is too much work. I halfass do work. ‘member that.” Dallas grabbed my textbook and pen. He filled in three of the answers then handed it back to me. “Uhm, you’re actually right,” I gawked. “I know. But, you have to show the work.” Dallas blinked his blue eyes at me. I gave him a melodramatic eyeroll then did the work. My phone started to buzz on the table and he grabbed it before me. “It’s nudes from Professor Nige,” Dallas said. “You just told a bold-faced lie. Give me my fucking phone,” I chuckled. Dallas shrugged then handed me my phone. It was a text from Tao saying she was at the party. I tapped in a quick reply then set the cell back down. Dallas grabbed it again and looked through my stuff. “Hmm, Twitter,” he said. “Go through my shit, I’ll cut your throat,” I calmly replied without looking up from my work. “Slide in ya DM’s like..” ...

... Dallas started scrolling through my twitter and laughed at some of the tweets. I closed my textbook then saw him on my Instagram. In his pupils, I could see he was looking at my account. I opened my Body Science book then got to reading. “Why are you doing work when you could be piggin out? It’s Saturday,” Dallas said. “Is it a sin to be smart and not be a whore who twerks on drunk dudes?” I muttered. "Glad to know that not every Rio is a slut." "Not all of them are." Dallas nodded as he typed something into my phone. I checked my watch and realized it was 10:45. As I gathered my stuff, Dallas scrolled through my music. "So... When are your ears gonna blow out?" I had over 2,000 songs so I knew what he meant. "When my music starts to die out," I chuckled. Dallas handed my phone back and I cracked a smile while I turned away. He was following behind as I opened the library doors. "Dallas," I said over my shoulder. "Eris," Dallas replied. "Why are you following?" "Because it's called I'm gonna be nice and make sure you get back okay. Is that a problem? 'Cause frankly, I don't care." Dallas walked closer behind me and I rolled my eyes. He was trying to race me by catching up and walking ahead but I would pass him. I was two steps ahead and he laughed. "If you wanna race, just say so." "If you wanna stop being a smartass, tell me when," I snarled. "Can't do the impossible," Dallas stressed. I stepped on his toe and he jumped. Dallas stepped on my toe and I hissed. We played around ...