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"HE DID WHAT?" Azalea screamed.

"I told you, he bent me over his desk and gave me a spanking," I told her for about the fifth time. She was jumping up and down on my bed, her excitement not surprising me.

"THAT IS SO FREAKING HOT!" She burst out, now clapping her hands. She seriously looked like a kid on Christmas morning.

"Can you please stop screaming, you make my head hurt," I scowled.

"I'm sorry boo. I'll be quiet but you have to tell me all the details. Everything or else I'll wake you up tonight and scream in your ear," she threatened. I grimaced at the thought of her going through with her threat, she could seriously sound like a fire detector in her high pitched voice.

"Okay well at first I got a text and he was asking me to stay behind. Then he asked why I lied about my age and scolded me for underage drinking which was really odd. I mean, we just found out he's my professor and we flirted yesterday!" I said in frustration.

"You sound so pathetic," Azalea stated.

"Hey!" I said and swatted her arm. She only laughed in response.

"Please continue my lovely and pathetic friend," she said and I rolled my eyes at her.

"Okay so then... uhm," I started but hesitated, should I tell her everything?

"Spit it out," she said and gestured with her hands.

"Well I said sorry dad and he said I'd like you to call me daddy or something," I said and blushed.

"HE DID NOT," she burst out which made me cover my ears.

"Azalea, you're screaming again," I said.

"Sorry," she whispered which I just shook my head at.

"Well, yeah he did. Then he told me to bend over his desk so I could be punished. You know what happened next," I said.

"Then what?"

"He told me he understood if I thought it was weird but that we'd get through it if I wanted too. I agreed with him," I said. "And oh! He invited me out for dinner!"

"That's amazing boo!" She said. As if on cue my phone buzzed and I got a text from Elijah.

Elijah
I'll pick you up at 6, wear something nice ;)

"That's him, isn't it?!" Azalea said and took my phone away from me.

"Oh my god who uses winky face? He's old," she stated. Bitch you overuse emojis.

"Whatever, help me pick out an outfit!" I said and rose from the bed.

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Two hours later and I stood in front of a mirror curling my long dark brown hair. I wore high waisted black flared jeans with a see-through lace blouse with decorative flowers. Beneath I had a simple black bralette that showed off cleavage, and well I felt too dressed up. This was something I wore when going to the club and not really restaurant material. But when I complained about it to Azalea she told me she'd hit me with the sauce pan if I changed. Then she told me if I wore the blouse the only thing he'd think of during the dinner would be to rip it off himself which kind of made my heart flutter so I decided to stick with it. Suddenly my phone buzzed and I took it out of my black purse.

Elijah
I'm outside

"He's outside," I told Azalea nervously.

"Well then hurry your ass up," she said. I finished curling my hair and before opening the door I  grabbed my jacket. Before I got out the door I felt Azaleas foot hit my ass and I yelped in surprise.

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