the project

chap.2

  That wasn't the first mistake I had made with Blake. I just don't seem to think sometimes, and I always end up running back to him.

  August 13, 2016

   The studio was unbearably hot this particular Thursday afternoon. I had an hour break before Jazz/Technique class started and I wasn't about to spend it inside of a humid studio room.

  "Nia," I asked "Want to go out on the bench?"

  "Not really." She replied. "I'd rather stay inside."

  I rolled my eyes playfully, grabbing my water bottle and slipping on my Old Navy flip-flops. Blake jogged over to me while I walked towards the bench where my friends and I usually sit during our break time.

  "Hey." Blake said keeping his pace with mine.

  "Hi." I replied, Blake and I were pretty close and we talked a lot in and out of dance.

  "Wanna go for a walk?" He said, this wasn't unusual. We went for walks all the time.

  I nodded my head yes, and we talked for a few minutes about different things. School, tattoos, dance, pretty much everything. His hand reached out for my shoulder.

  "This might be a weird question." He said, sparking some confusion.

  "Shoot." I said, we could talk about anything without it getting too weird.

  "Would you maybe, want to have sex with me?" He questioned me.

  Thoughts whipped through my brain. Why does he want to have sex with me? Sure, i've been attracted to him. But I mean, who wouldn't be? He had gorgeous tan skin, dark black hair, and had an eight pack to go along with his muscular arms.

  "Not at this minute no." I said without thinking. "What about a blowjob?" I could do that, I thought.

  "Sure." He said to me. We held eye contact for what felt like ten minutes.

  "Sooo.." I said, confused on what should happen. I didn't know what was I was doing.

  Blake pulled down his black basketball shorts and pulled it out of his boxer shorts. I stood up and we made out for a few minutes, then I went onto my knees and started.
 
  I was so confused, where do I put my hands? How long will it take? What if I'm bad at it?

  It didn't take long. After, Blake pulled back up his shorts he sat down on the concrete stairs. Blake pulled me onto his lap, making out with me roughly which I didn't mind. After around 10 minutes, he pulled out his vape pen. We vaped for a little while. He inhaled and went in for a kiss, blowing it into my mouth. I blew it in the air and continued to make out with him.

  We fixed ourselves up before walking back to the studio for our next class. Let's just say partnering was very interesting that night.

Authors Note: Hello! Just saying I write from experience, my own experiences and I don't care if these make me a slut or a whore I did these things and I have to live with it. Xoxo, Tanya:))