Having finished her classes, she leaves the faculty buildings to take a cab. In the cab, she cogitates on what to wear to get to Bastos. She needs an important sum of money, that's why she has to show it to Ethan so that he gives it to her easily. That's it, she finally decided, it remains only to arrive at the house. She releases a malicious smile and then bites her lower lip, « it will be devastating! » she thinks.
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In a bright red stretch dress, she walks out of the elevator in a feline gait. She can feel the glances of the guys who are sitting in the corridor on her, smile to the lips, she sways more while advancing towards the door of Ethan. She likes to attract the glances in this way, besides which human being does not like that one turns over when it passes?
Anaëlle is a young woman endowed with a breathtaking beauty, as well of face as of body. In addition to that, she has the art of dressing, she does not wear any garment by chance and always dresses according to her morphology and the shade of her skin. Being aware of her assets, she knows how to use them to get the man she wants. Don't get me wrong, she is far from being a whore...
Dring, dring, dring! rings the bell in the ultra modern room that Ethan occupies.
Lying in Bermuda shorts in his big wooden bed, he bites his lip while getting up to open the door...
Filled with an overflowing imagination, he contemplates with passion this young lady placed right in front of him in a mannequin posture.
« You are beautiful! » says Ethan by holding her hand to kiss it.
« The fish bit the hook », thinks Anaëlle before hastening to answer him with the voice marked of an immeasurable sensuality.
« Thank you young man », she says and then enters the room.
She is followed behind by Ethan.
Face to face, the two look at each other in the eyes as if they had things to say. Closer to her, Ethan gets closer, holds her hand and tries to seize her lips to kiss her. This one moves back of two steps.
« not yet baby! », she affirms by looking at him with the softness of her big oval sleeping eyes, like a young woman in a game of seduction.
He knows it, Ethan is used to it, when she puts herself under his 31 in this way, it is precisely because she needs a rather voluminous sum of money. But is it a problem for him? No, not at all. He has money, or at least his parents do. Despite the fact that he has no feelings for this young lady, he enjoys her company very much. She is the most beautiful of all his current companions.
« How much do you need? » he asks in a suave, husky voice.
A few minutes later, only the sounds of her thin moans can be heard in Ethan's apartment.
After their game of leg in the air, Ethan gets up to take his shower. In a few hours, Jemima will be there and he will put her in his bed on this day.
While he quietly savors his bath in his shower-room, his telephone put on his bedside table signals the arrival of a message. A few minutes later, it starts ringing. Anaëlle took it and decided to give it to him, but on the way, the ringing stopped. Immediately, a new message arrived. Anaëlle took the liberty of reading the notification.
The message reads « message from jemima Master 1. »
Astonished, she wonders which Jemima it is. There are several Master 1 specialties at the faculty. Besides her sister, perhaps there are other Jemimas, she concluded. Nevertheless, curious, she decided to read the famous message to reassure herself that it was not her sister. Fortunately for her, Ethan did not lock his telephone. Immediately, she enters on WhatsApp and discovers with sorrow that it is his girlfriend.
She holds her chest tightly, narrowly missing falling. She sits down to digest this bitter discovery...She finally pulls herself together and hurriedly gets up to get dressed. She does not intend to remain in this apartment for one more minute. She hopes with all her heart that Ethan did not touch a hair of his sister yet, otherwise, she will make him pay.
Knowing Ethan, she is more than certain that it is a trick. Because this last will never be able to show himself with his girlfriend, so much he holds with his reputation. Then he is with her for a purpose. She is divided between a feeling of anger and fear towards Jemima. She understands better why this last one refused to give him the name of her so called guy... « Ethan as clever as he is, certainly forbade it to him. » She concludes.
Ethan leaves the bathroom and finds her wearing her shoes in a state of indescribable rage...
« Uh, are you leaving already? » he asks with a lost look.
Against all expectations, Anaëlle raises her head and with a black and cold look...
« What do you want with Jemima? »
His heart drops a very violent beat, he didn't expect this from her. Last he heard, she didn't know about it. How did she manage to...Oh so that would mean she went through his phone. He finally concludes...
« What the hell gave you permission to search my phone? » he asks in an angry tone...
« Answer my fucking question for fuck's sake! » Anaëlle exclaims, screaming at the top of her voice.
What makes startle her interlocutor, he had never seen her in this state... He lets out a mocking laugh before retorting.
« I appreciate you my darling, but don't you dare touch my phone again! » Says he without any embarrassment.
« If you go near her again, I'll kill you with my own hands. Man devoid of sense. » Replicates Anaëlle before carrying her things to leave.
At the bottom of the building, she calls Jemima to tell her that she is on her way home, but her number does not pass. She then sends him a message on WhatsApp and rushes to stop a motorcycle.
About 15 minutes later, she arrives at Jemima's house and finds the door locked. Knowing that she doesn't have any more classes, Anaëlle wonders where the latter went. She takes a seat in front of the door to wait for her, hoping that she will be back soon. 45 minutes later, not seeing her sister around, she decided to go home and rest, praying that nothing bad would happen to her.
Ethan
After Anaëlle left his apartment, Ethan hurried to tidy it up. He hopes with all his heart that Jemima will not stand him up. He'll take the plunge with her this evening, at least she asked him to. He prays to all the gods that Anaëlle will not spoil the plan, he is already so close to the goal.
He then opens his closet in search of the cameras. After installing them, a wry smile appears on his lips when he thinks about the fact that in a short time he will take up his challenge. He picks up his phone to send a message to Jemima and realizes that she has written to him to ask if she could come by earlier than expected. When she didn't answer, she changed her mind and went to the library to study until it was time for her date with him.
(...)
At the library, the battery of her phone having no autonomy ended up dying. Not having gone out with her charger, she was obliged to stay with the phone turned off since she doesn't like to use any other charger than her own.
(...)
Jemima lifts her head and her gaze falls on the large clock hanging on the library wall. She hurriedly put her things away when she realized that it was 6:30 pm. Her bag on her back, she hurries towards the exit door. She arrives home, quickly takes her bath and wears simple but clean lingerie. She styles her hair and then picks up a simple dress and wears it. She puts on lip balm, her deodorant and wears her perfume. She then bends over to put away her clutch and realizes that she forgot to plug in her phone when she came back. She plugs it in anyway and without bothering to turn it on to warn Ethan of her arrival, she leaves her room to join him.
She stresses and wonders how it will happen. She is divided between the fear of being hurt and the excitement of discovering the world of sexuality and the pleasure it brings...
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It is 8:45 pm when she finally arrives at his place. She is well received and put with the small care as always by Ethan. The small attentions, the romance and the laughter are undoubtedly with the appointment. Ethan makes everything to relax her. Jemima is jovial, she does not suspect one moment that this man in front of her does not like her and makes fun of her. Lost in a crazy laugh, Ethan looks at her and his eyes light up. In a split second, he finds her so pretty, natural and so pure. He hesitates during one moment and his heart immediately becomes tender for this young girl... He comes back to reality and quickly banishes these intrusive thoughts that try to dissuade him from reaching his goal. With a jump, he joins Jemima on the sofa she occupies.
With his tongue, he licks the yoghurt present on the corner of her lips. She shivers of desire in her breast and lets herself make. Ethan recovers the pot of yoghurt between his hands and deposits it on the table. He then captures her lips to kiss her, Jemima savors his kisses while participating. He carries her then and is going to deposit her in his bed... Passed the phase of the preliminaries, Ethan quickly puts on his condom and reassures her before introducing himself in her with delicacy. With each of his movements in her, she pushes fine sighs, marked at the same time by pleasure and pain. Ethan continues gently until she complains of pain that becomes unbearable in her breast. He withdraws and removes his condom. He then takes her in his arms...
"A few days later"
Caleb Williams
One meeting and her image remained anchored in his thoughts. He had seen beautiful women. But not like her. He finds her so different. Very cold and closed but also very simple. She did not leave him indifferent. And the memory of her beautiful look that day, does not leave his head. He would like so much to see her again, even if it is just to be yelled at by her. He laughs silently when he thinks of the coldness and the hardness with which she spoke to him in that hospital room the day they met.
Since that day, he writes to her, but Jemima snubs him. So today he decided to call her. And if ever she didn't pick up, he would be ready to hire a private detective to get her address and all the necessary information he needs about her. It's 10:30 p.m. when he enters her room and climbs into bed. He clicks on her number and starts the call. It rings and she doesn't pick up. A few minutes later, he tries again and, neatly when he is about to cut off, she picks up. He sighs at ease and smiles warmly...
At the end of the line, in her small voice fogged with fatigue, she declares « Hello... »
Not having registered his phone number, she does not know that it is him...
« Hello my beautiful, » he retorts with a soft and suave voice.
« Who is it from? Please » She answers in a courteous way.
It's up to Caleb to introduce himself and awaken the memory of how they met...
« You? » She declares dryly with the intention of hanging up instantly.
As if he had read her mind, Caleb begs her not to hang up. She reluctantly agrees and decides to make conversation.