Say Less [Part 6 of 9]

2.4K 59 34
                                    


"Crown on my head but the world on my shoulder
I'm too much a rebel, never do what I'm supposed ta
Bend it never break it, baby watch and I'ma show ya
Stretching on my cash, got my money doing yoga
Sometimes I'm peachy, and sometimes I'm vulgar
Even when I'm sleeping I got one eye open
You cannot police me, so get off my areola
Get off my areola..."

Janelle Monae – "Yoga"

Janelle Monae – "Yoga"

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

Renata felt like a child being sent to detention

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

Renata felt like a child being sent to detention. Walking down the basement steps she could hear Celeste right behind her. She walked near the hideaway and Erik gripped her arm and pulled her over to the wall near her small room.

"Go put them new shoes on and put your hands up on the wall," Erik said to her.

"Why?" Renata asked.

"Do what I say," he hissed.

Erik's eyes were heated and when he looked at Celeste, Renata saw the other women give him a curious look. She ran into her room, slipped out of her sandals and put on the red bottoms. She walked back to Erik and he nodded his head for her to act.

Renata placed her palms on the wall and turned her head to look at him.

"Shit!" Celeste gasped as Erik grabbed her by her neck and pressed her up against the wall next to Renata.

"I need you to understand something. This my pussy. You don't get to play with it when you feel like it."

Celeste's eyes challenged him and Renata felt goosebumps flare up on her arms when Erik reached under Renata's dress and snatched her panties down. He shoved her dress up to her hips.

"Say Less"Where stories live. Discover now