So, this is a chapter of a story I'm working on. I don't know when I will be publishing it, coz it's a big WIP. Just wanted to give you a glimpse of it.. Hope y'all enjoy it..
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Xandra:
I was just out of an important meeting when Hazel called me. We had a policy of texting and no calls unless it was an emergency.
I picked up the call frantically.
"What's wrong?" I asked. Her side of the line was quiet."Haze?" I heard a rustling on her side just as I was about to get worried.
"Alex" came her voice, quietly, like she was hiding while speaking to me.
"Did something happen?" I asked.
"No.. No.. Listen, I'm really sorry for bothering you but I don't have anyone else to call. You are my last hope." She spoke.
"You are not bothering me. Tell me, what is it?"
"So, you know that concept I was developing last week?"
"Yeah?"
"My professor asked for it today suddenly and I said I have it with me, but turns out it is not with me and it is actually in my room. Will you pleaaaase be my little angel and get that for me?" she asked.
My.. "Little?" I asked, teasing. A small smile broke out on my face.
"Please, please, please, please?" she whined. I chuckled.
"Are you busy right now?" she asked.
I smiled, "No, no, I can get it for you. I can drop it by your campus in 30 minutes."
She exhaled a sigh of relief, "Thank you, I know I could trust you."
She trusts me..
"And where should I look?" I asked.
"In my room. It's a pink zip file. You will find it either in my study table or on the right-side cabinet of my cupboard."
"Okay, I'll call you if I have any questions"
"Sure" she said and hung up.
Since I'll only be leaving her material in the office, I don't have to change out of my formals. So, it took my car and left just like that. I reached her place in ten minutes, punched the password and went straight to her room. I started looking from her study table, then went to her bed side table, just cause.
I found nothing so I went to her cupboards and started looking on every self. I called her when I didn't find anything like she had described but she didn't pick up. She will be in class.
I racked through every file, taking out a few to search clearly. I stretched my hand to the back to the cupboard and dipped down searching for any files.My hand touched something; it was not a file. I felt it with my fingers and my eyebrows raised wondering if it was what I was thinking what it was.
My hand came out with a black strap on dildo. My jaw flew open. It was strange to think she was wild in this way. I opened and closed my mouth a few times and decided on keeping it back in its place and continue searching for what I came for.
I moved to the next cabinet with my mind still on the strip-on. After a good few minutes of search I found the file she asked for. I checked the papers inside and closed the cabinets to take the file to her. I took one last look at the cabinet that held her dirty little secret.
I left, dropped it off at her uni office and texted her to collect it and went on with my work.
Evening came. I took off my coat, not abandoning my black shirt, changed out of my formal pants to gray denim and left to see her.
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Oneshots
Short StoryHello children! This is my collection of oneshots. It will contain random stories which was in my mind for a long time. And now it's for you to read. No hate to anyone. These are just my imaginations. Positive suggestions are appreciated. Aaaaand so...