What HE took from ME

Chapter 9

Tim

After three hours of peeling my skin, I felt alive again. I threw on my black-silk pajamas and went to my office. I hit the buzzer, and a maid rushed in with my hot coffee. She gave it to me will respect, eye a notebook before bowing, attempting to leave. Did she expect me to pick that notebook by myself? After the laborious day I had, they should even breathe for me. "Excuse me?" I beckoned. She noticed her mistake right away and ran to the table. She picked it up and handed it to me. Man, it is good to have servants.

I flipped a page and took a glance. Then I went to the next one, and Good Lord, I had a lot of work pending. And all because I spent the entire evening looking for that ape. My eyes landed on the message Magret left for me, and I rolled my eyes. What did she want? We were together before I ran into that pig. And with the way ink had been forced on the paper, she must have heard about the engagement. Thanks to my nosey assistant. I did not even get why she always got mad when I mentioned Andrea. Trust me, I did not want to do it, but our future depended on it. I was doing that for us.

Thinking about how unreasonable and selfish Magret was, made my blood boil, so I moved to the window for fresh air.

I peeked out randomly and was intrigued by what I saw. Brenda was fighting with Loyce as he scrubbed the hell out of her. A burst of malicious laughter forced its way out of my lips because it was just too good to be true. I had not even lifted a finger, but I had managed to have them fighting like cats and dogs, and I loved it.

I watched Loyce painfully throwing soap on the ape and smiled slyly.

I loved to see Loyce getting her heart-ripping into pieces for mistreating the long-lost daughter of her mistress and friend. All this time, she had begged me to have mercy on the poor ape, and she was the one tormenting her? Interesting.

I watched them until they ended up in the tunnel, and I found myself rushing out the door. I entered the room below my office, and it gave a perfect view. I hastily walked to the window and watched Brenda throwing her hands in the air as if she did not give a damn about the world. She did not even finish spewing when water from the hose pipe threw her a couple of inches away. I found myself laughing with joy. That was a scene I would have paid to watch.

I froze when the pressure from the hose pipe reduced the material in her clothing to nothing. Well, I did not expect that turn of events at all, but I liked it-Who would have guessed that without the baggy clothes she wore around, Brenda was a delicate girl with a killer body?

I found myself scolding myself for letting that kind of thought cross my mind. How could I react like that because of an ape?

I put my coffee on the window and leaned against it, facing away. I held my crotch, hyperventilating. I wish I could control the damn thing, but it seemed that it had a mind of its own. I felt like cutting it for letting me down. How could it want an ape-a, a stinking ape from the ghetto? Brenda looked like she could do well married to Tarzan, but now that I had seen her naked, I wanted to be Tarzan.

Knowing that nobody had ever touched her excited me a lot. She was pure. The only bad thing she had ever done was that innocent kiss Edgar gave her. And it did not count because she repented for it.

I was excited to explore, even if Marget was going to murder me for that.

I started even thinking of bizarre things like walking out there and helping her shave." God, what am I thinking? She was just a baby."

I tried to see her as that innocent baby that cried in my arms as I carried her in the dark, in a box, but all I could see were those tits. And those long milky legs. And I wanted her even more than I had ever wanted my lover Margret.