She waited at the bus stop for an hour before a car pulled up at her feet to pick her up. The taxi driver asked, "Albin Town?" and she jumped up, rushing to open the door. Neon Bloom was eager to get home and cry; her day at work had been wonderful, but her personal life was another story.Javaugh Campbell, the guy she thought she was dating, had recently stopped messaging her and had basically ignored her since the new year.
Neon felt terrible, especially since she was feeling stressed and had no one to help relieve it."Mrs. Kirkland, Mrs. Kirkland, here are the letters to be emailed," Ms. Guther said. Mrs. Kirkland took the tablet from her assistant and pressed send to ten recipients. These letters contained invitations for the "Learners and Teachers R Us" programâa program designed for early childhood educators to travel and learn in the United States, the United Kingdom, or Korea.
Neon had applied three months ago through a Facebook advertisement, not expecting to be accepted. When the email arrived at 5:30 PM, Neon opened it and felt a rush of excitement, nearly dropping her laptop. After reaching home and settling in to watch a movie, she decided to search for her passport and credentials, only to realize she didn't have a visa. It was too late to call the office, so she resolved to call Monday morning for information on how to obtain one.
"Ah, damn, too much teeth!" Javaugh moaned as Donna sucked him too hard, prompting him to push her off and check his WhatsApp status. "What are you looking for every minute you pick up your phone?" Donna asked.
He looked at her and smiled. Javaugh was checking Neon's status updates; for some unexplained reason, he wasn't talking to her anymore, but he always kept an eye on her posts.
Returning his focus to Donna, he grabbed her head and thrust himself back into her mouth, yelling, "Finish the job!" As he groaned and thrust deeper into her throat, she started to choke. He pressed further in, exclaiming, "Ahhh, shit, fuck, man!" as he released inside her mouth. Donna fell back onto the bed, swallowing, just as Javaugh's phone buzzed. He picked it up to see Neon had finally made a post: "FINALLY, THINGS ARE WORKING OUT FOR ME."