(warning: 17 + chapter)
Liza : 16 years
Location : London
"Who the hell are you?" I shout at the girl, lying on the floor.
"Why did you hit me like that? That really hurts." She says rubbing her stomach.
"Answer my damn question first" I yell again, grabbing a book from the shelf.
"Oh God!!! You look like an angry duckling holding a butter knife, you know. Are you gonna hit me with that tiny book?" The girl rolls on the floor laughing.
"I will If you don't answer my question!!!" I say clutching hard onto the book. As long I was concerned, this girl was a pervert and I had to keep myself safe.
"Okay then ask away" She chuckles still lying on the floor.
"Who gave you the permission to touch me and Who the hell are you!!!? " I yell.
" Who I am doesn't matter but it was you who gave me the consent." She winks.
"What?" I ask her confused.
"Well, can you at least help me get up." She pouts like a cute puppy.
I examine her uniform. She was wearing a final year's badge.
"Are you a final year student?"
"Yeah, now can you help me out a bit please. I'm hurt, you know." She pouts again.
"Don't try to do anything funny okay"
"I won't" She chuckles.
I held out my hand to help her but instead of getting up, she entwines her long soft fingers with mine and pulls causing me to slip and fall on top of her.
"Hey!! What the?? let me go!!!"
" I lied" She smirks.
The girl caged me in her arms and bit me yet again, this time near my jawline, "And that's for pushing me." I was flabbergasted at the same time turned on by her eccentric behaviour. She was the epitome of pervertedness. I try to get up but it was in vain.
"So who's Joan? " She smirks again.
" What? How ? What" I ask her surprised as I lay on top of her, frozen. I didn't know what I told her about Joan as I couldn't remember anything.
The mystery girl then locked her eyes with mine, saying, " You must have been aggressive with her. I mean, Liza, you should slow down a bit you know!! I had to wear a ton of make up to hide all the hickeys you left me."
"I...I...I..don't I'm...." I make an attempt to speak but the words vaporize into thin air under her leering gaze. She knew my name and she knew Joan's too. Just how much did this girl knew about us? Did I tell her everything? I didn't know for sure. I also wasn't sure if I did act in such a ribald and indelicate manner towards her or if she was making it all up to scare me.
The girl then slid her hands under my shirt and began to fondle my belly. Surprisingly, I didn't resist her touch, instead the warmth of her soft palm against my skin made me shiver in desire and fear.
" I'm not complaining. I loved it. I want to do it again. That Joan is one lucky girl." She smirks, licking my neck, while gently strocking my insides, making me throb for more.
"Ah.....Ah...Stop...please..." I moan.
A stranger was caressing the forbidden parts of my body but still my mind didn't resist the touch. It felt comfortable and familiar. It was the first time I felt that way towards a random person. The very fact she resembled Joan had to be taken into consideration. Maybe it was the similarities between the features was the cause of my body reacting to her touch in such a loose manner.
Usually I shared skin ship of any sort only with people I was super close with but with this girl it felt different, in a good way.
"Are you in love with her?" the mystery girl asks placing a kiss on my right cheeks, making me tremble.
The mention of Joan's name and the term love in one sentence made my heart beat erratically against my chest to the point I thought it might fly off. The very act also reminded me of my last day with her.
"Do you love me Jo?"
" I love you the most Liz"
Jo.....
I push the girl away and run out of the library.