The End : An Obsessive Love Story.

Whatever You Say

Alex

I know for sure what my plan is, but my uncle could have a totally different plan in mind.

My plan was for us to live in this house under his name and he'll pretend to be our guardian until I turn 18 in a few months.

But I'm very unsure what's on his mind.

"Go ahead, sit down, by the island." He said, pouring our water.

When he handed us our glasses, I swear, it was the best water I'd ever had.

"So, what's the plan?" I inquired.

"Well, I think that you should sell for me, and I'll pretend to be the guardian."

"Okay. Is that it?" I shrugged.

"Well, yeah, but I have to warn you, this merchandise is quite..." He looked at me, then at Cheyenne and then back at me.

"Addictive." He whispered.

"Wait, you're not talking about drugs right?" Cheyenne snorted.

"You call it drugs, I call it... Money." He retorted.

"No deal. There is no way in hell I'm going to let him be on the streets, selling drugs." Cheyenne hissed.

"Shy. This is the only way. Please." I begged.

"I just can't, Alex. This is just too much." Cheyenne cried, storming off.

She walked out to the backyard. I had to follow her, there was no way I was letting her go like this.

"Hey, Shy?" I said, closing the door behind me.

She turned towards me, wiping the tears away.

"I don't want you anywhere near the drug business. You could get yourself killed! And you know that!" She yelled.

I walked closer and looked her deep in the eyes.

"Get away from me." She said, stepping back.

The more she stepped back, the closer I got. As soon as I knew it, we were up against the fence.

I stroked her cheek and planted my lips firmly on hers. At first she resisted, and then, the kiss became more aggressive.

This is probably the deepest and most passionate kiss we have ever had. I kissed her neck as she caught her breath and let out a moan.

My hand traveled to her pants and I unzipped them, slipping my hand in her underwear.

I could feel her serious need to be relieved of the her tension. She moaned loudly as I rubbed her, soft and slow and then suddenly, hard and fast.

I took her all the way to completion, with an enormous sigh of relief and tears running down her face.

"So, what do you think now?" I smirked, wiping my hand on my pants.

"I think, whatever you say...goes." She said, seductively panting.

We strolled back inside and Uncle Radford was gone. I guess he didn't want to wait for us but he happened to leave a note.

Basically, the note told me to call him later for extra information since we were too busy having "fun".
Oh Uncle Radford, you know me so well.