As he started to drone on about some fabricated story about why I would need to do his homework for him that night, I just couldn’t help it. A small whine came out of my throat. “Having fun?” He taunted me as he began to crack up. My breaths became quick and short, Malcolm quit talking. I didn’t protest and neither did Malcolm, so in moments, we all had eachther added to our contacts lists.
I was too nervous to say anything else to Malcolm that period, so the rest of the day went by with no notable occurences. The pleasure swept over me like a tidal wave and I couldn’t help but let out a moan of pleasure. He had come to my school halfway through the year, and rumor had it he had been kicked out of the private school he had attended previously. You’re the one that likes him,” she said, absentmindedly smacking her gum, clearly paying more attention to the red haired, ruddy faced guy sitting next to him.
