Stella’s point of view.
*La-la Land Private Lesson**
“I can’t believe this is our last class” I grumbled as I adjusted my dress, and sat on the chair in front of his desk.
He chuckled softly at my comment, then continued cleaning his desk with some tissues -you know that’s where we did our deed, and our c*m spilled everywhere.
Mr. huge d**k and I just taken our bath, I mean a cold bath after sèx is refreshing, but ours wasn’t because we ended up making out over and over, until we’ve had enough of each other’s lips.
“Can’t we just continue having class until the day of the audition?” I pouted my lips to make myself look pitiful. “I mean, even teachers in school continue teaching their students until its examination day”
He paused and raised his brows at me, there’s a weird smirk playing at the corner of his lips and I know he knows what’s running through my mind right now -I can’t afford to stay three whole days away from his huge d**k, I MIGHT DIE!
“But I’m not a school teacher, baby” a sly smirk appeared on his face. “I’m just a sèx teacher, and you’re the only student I’ve taught for three days”
“I’m the only student you’ve taught for three days?” he nodded. “How many days do you normally teach your previous students?”
He threw the used tissues in a wastebasket in a corner, then sat down and showed me his index finger.
“Only one day” he said.
Only one day? Ooh, I’m feeling so special right now, I mean there must be something special about me, and that’s why he taught me for three days…right?
I felt something flipping in my stomach at the thought of being special to him, what do I call this feeling that I’m feeling right now?
“I’ve got to admit other students too”
That thing flipping in my stomach stopped abruptly, immediately he said that, and it’s replaced with an unexplainable feeling.
“O-other students?” I sounded sick.
I don’t understand myself today, no, it’s best I say I don’t understand my feelings today.
Hearing him say he wants to admit other students, just made me start having a sour feeling in my guts, and I fisted my hands underneath his desk.
“Yes” he leaned back on his chair. “I missed tasting different p*ssies”
I frowned. “My p*ssy is just another p*ssy to you?”
“Yeah” he leaned forward, and rested his hands on his desk. “Do you think there’s something special about yours?”
Excellent question… what’s going on with me? I don’t usually get attached to the people I f*k, I just fk them and move to the next available man…why am I getting so attached to his dk? Why can’t I seem to let his d*k go? Why does it seem as if I was expecting something special between us?
“Here’s the form for the YUMMY KISS audition” he said, pulling me out of my thoughts.
He pushed a form towards me, and I quickly reached for it.
Hold on a sec, he got the form for me? How? Does he have some kind of connections with the director? Or could it be that he knows the CEO?
“I heard the audition is in three days, and we won’t be having classes for those days… ”
“You already made that clear!” I snapped at him.
He raised his brows, and chuckled at my reaction.
“I just wanted to remind you, that you shouldn’t forget what I’ve taught you, first seduce yourself, before you can seduce your audience”
I gave him a forced smile and nodded. “Thank you”
“You’re welcome, let’s just… ”
I didn’t let him finish before I sprang up, reached for my small bag beneath his desk, and shoved the form inside.
“Excuse me, I’ll take my leave now”
And without waiting for his response, I headed towards the door, and shut it with a loud bang after stepping out.
There’s only one thought on my mind as I exited la-la land… ‘I’m free to f*k whomever I wanna f*k!’
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Third person’s point of view.
*An Unknown Location**
Jimmy groaned lowly when his cellphone wouldn’t stop ringing, he reached for a pillow and damped it over his head, as if it’d stop the phone from ringing, but sadly, it didn’t.
He grumpily sat up, he blindly searched around for his phone until his hand touched it, and he answered it without checking the caller’s ID.
“What?” he barked into the phone.
“I’d change that tone if I were you” a very deep voice spoke from the other end.
Jimmy’s eyes snapped open immediately he heard that voice, and he became very much sober.
He looked around with a frown, but couldn’t recognize where he was, he only realized he’s on a bed (which was very obvious), and saw one of his friends, Pete, laying on a couch not far from the bed.
He tried to recollect what happened the previous night, but failed, all he remembered was going to Joan’s with his friends, and everything else was blank.
“I heard you’ve been partying since you came out”
“Yes, but I was just catching up with some old friends and…”
“I don’t care whatever you do” he cut Jimmy off. “But while you’re enjoying your freedom, make sure you don’t forget where you got from”
Jimmy threw his head back on the headboard, he ran his fingers through his hair and fisted a handful, then shut his eyes and nodded, even though he knew the man won’t see him… He’s just too tired to speak at the moment.
“Don’t forget our agreement, get the job done soon. I got you out, and I can still throw you back in there”
“Yes, boss, I’ll get it done, but you’ve got to give me some…”
He wasn’t able to finish his words, before the man hanged up the call.
He sighed, and angrily threw his phone on the bed, then pulled on his hair before falling back on the bed, and covered his face with his hands.
“What the f**k happened last night?” he asked himself.