102: dirty mind

262 3 0
                                    

The gun was directly at his head, I was ready to pull the trigger and his looks could have made me shoot but I kept my cool, not loosening my grip on the gun. I was so taken aback by his relentless nagging.

This boy don change.
Worst, when are we going to stop fighting ourselves over any little things.


      I could have shot him dead if I just wasn't patient enough. He kept on nagging about his bleeding nose and I wasn't prepared to either apologize or make empty threats.


Eventually, he gave me a sombre look and quietly went to bed, leaving me alone with my murderous thoughts. I could have killed him!


Snapping the gun on the table, I decided to focus on the task at hand. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the flash drive Massimo had given me earlier.


      It felt so cold as what was inside it to was, I examined it closely, admiring Massimo's skill in getting the information from Gladys. Much as I think Massimo is a nerd around me, I admire his courage. Though, I hoped to distance myself from anything like this ever again.



"This is the best thing you've done since sliced bread, Massimo." I commented and Massimo grimaced. I must have hit him bad.


"How that girl will feel as you slept with her, you know looking at you, you will toss her here and there. When I slept with her, I thought she was naive, you know that kind of vibe she possessed during the sex made me think perhaps she isn't like other girls, perhaps she's a saint."

  What men do.

"No saint can moan the way she did. To you she's a saint, to me, she's a baddie when it comes to sex," he focused on me, ignoring the pain I just causes him and smirked, "I'll tell you what, the last time we had sex was right under her bed, she has this hole in her bed where she could sit, naked, while I hit her up from under the bed, it's real stressful but interesting too."

I looked at him feeling disgusted, I knew I intiated this but the graphic picture of what he was saying sickened me.



"And, I know she loved it that day, she didn't feel any remorse for sleeping with her best friend's man, it felt all too natural to her that I felt she would probably make me or Tiffany wind up dead somewhere if she got angry."



"She's good , yeah , and after that time, I wanted her again but I told myself it can't happen, I didn't want her again, I wouldn't be so stupid twice to fall for her, I feel terrible but the deed has been done , all that's left is memories of the amazing sex."



I thought he was done until he added , "tell you what, she's splayed on the bed now, probably giving my guard a fellatio or just raising up her legs like she knows best. "He laughed and continued, "she's sleeping with a guard right now , that's why I told you she's here."


At that, somehow, it sounded too demeaning. It turned something in me , making me suddenly protective, even though I wanted to treat Gladys in a very bad manner for what she did to Tiffany, it wasn't something like this." I quickly shifted the tone , "that was no good man, yeah, she messed things up, but hooking her up with a whacked man, that's extreme and the most demeaning thing to do to a woman, you wouldn't be cool with a woman with such story, it's totally inhuman of you to use her that way."


At that, Massimo laughed at what I said , he looked at me in a way that could have triggered me to shoot him. His smirk was so big one would have wondered what he was going to say, I forgot he was always ready a resort.



"You and Tiffany , "he started , "have you ever felt what you two did was demeaning? Do you feel okay with sleeping with your own sister? And isn't that wickedness to you too? You might as well tell me your own definition and if you think you weren't using her to satisfy your wild sexual pleasure.

Veitato: LUST IN THE FORBIDDEN ADVENTUREWhere stories live. Discover now