ProfNigma Stories #8: Blame It On Me #8 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #8: Blame It On Me #8

... he's a big enough douche that you really shouldn't be surprised he'd get tired of waiting for you. I mean that in the nicest way possible," she said, realiz-ing she had spoken a bit too harshly. The awkward silence permeated for a few moments before Robbie completed his original point. "They're coming to lunch as well. I called him this morning and I guess woke them up, so I guess they will be here soon." Tori nearly choked on her beverage when she heard that Beck had not only moved on but was already sl*eping with another girl. Andre's eyes were focused on her, knowing that what Robbie was callously saying was flaying his recently returned friend. "Typical fucking Beck, I'd say," Jade said, taking a long sip of her drink. "Her Slapbook photo is her at a rave, and that was all the evidence I needed to know she's probably some gutter gank. His type for sure." Everyone gave her a very odd look as she tried to figure out what everyone was going on about. "No offense, Vega." "Jade, you do know that you were 'his type' too, right?" Tori said, hoping an argument with her reluctant friend would help ease the pain of hear-ing about Beck. She was wrong. As if by some sick twist of fate for Tori, the main door opened, and she saw Beck come in, looking a bit unshaven, but otherwise normal. What really got her attention was the blonde right in front of him. She had long natural blonde hair, with ocean blue eyes, and an ill-fitting shirt, not too small, but it sat catty-cornered on her ...

... figure. She was pretty thin, but her body looked incredibly toned and muscular. Her tanned arms were covered in tattoos of stars, dragons, and other fantasy creatures. She had a stud in her nose and way too much eyeliner. But the worst, the absolute worst, was when she spoke. "Sup dudes… dudeettes?" Her valley girl/surfer lingo was a surprise to the women at the table since Kelly had already been introduced to the guys. And like many surprises today for Tori, it was not the least bit pleasant. "Guys, this is Kelly Kennedy… she went to Northridge, but she just graduated too." Beck paused for a second and looked at Tori, and seemed to be entranced. "Good to see you, Tori," he said, earning a glance from his new girlfriend as he eyed Tori, trying to read what she thought of this as the couple sat down at the table. "You too, Beck." "So you cats are into eating cats, eh?" Kelly said, eyeing the Chinese restaurant as she eyed those at the table, who were giving her a semi defen-sive look. "S'all groovy. I'm sure they have some tofu or something not made from stray anim*ls in the back." "Really, Oliver… really?" Jade said, looking back and forth from Kelly to Beck, as if even she couldn't believe this. "What's your malfunction, chica?" Kelly said, clearly unaware of who exactly she was talking to. "You're stepping to me and harshing my buzz for a reason?" "My 'malfunction' is that you look and sound like a two bit jizzbag cunt, and the idea of being anywhere near you is actually ...