Wilde Thoughts

Chapter 1

Kanzeon's POV:

"Oh fuckk baby!" the woman husked out as Kanzeon ran her fingers through her wet folds, brushing against her swollen clit.

Kanzeon bit her lip at the sound. "Fuck, you're so sexy."

Starting at her soft lips, Kanzeon began kissing her way down the woman's body. Taking care to pay special attention to her neck and her breasts. When she got to her core, she blew cool air onto it and nipped and sucked at her thighs. Kanzeon couldn't help but to moan at the sight of her squirming and thrusting her hips in desperate attempts to make contact with her mouth.

"Stop teasing me." the woman drawled out, her juices gushing out of her pussy.

Kanzeon chuckled hoarsely. "Tell me what you want baby."

The woman hesitated. "I can't do anything until you tell me what you want love."

"I-I want you t-to eat my pussy." she rushed out in slight embarrassment .

"What was that, I could barely hear you?" Kanzeon teased.

"I want you to... GET RID OF HER!!"

"Huh?" Kanzeon grumbles quietly, waking from her daze, she is rudely brought back into reality. 

She was sitting in her office at her sleek, glass desk, sunshine brightly streaming through her floor to ceiling windows. Sitting across from her in one of the two chairs, is one of her employees, Jordan. She was a busty brunette with dark brown eyes, wearing a women's pants suit.

"Are you even listening to me?!" Jordan questioned loudly, snapping her fingers into the air.

"She's fucking TERRIBLE!" Jordan continued. "I refuse to work with her! ANDDDDDD I'm not the only social worker that's had issues with that alcoholic lunatic —monster— You need to do something about her case, because it's getting out of hand!"

"Ah ah, she's a person too." Kanzeon clasped her fingers, sits back in her chair and studies the social worker's words and actions. "Let's try to calm down and be reasonable about this—"

"CALM DOWN!?" Jordan shoots up from her seat. "Let's see you calm down with a bottle being thrown at you! I'm telling you she's fucking crazy!" she says as she begins to pace. "With each report she gets worse! It's almost as if she's not even trying to get better."

"Acknowledgement is the first step to recovery. She's come to us for help and it's our job to assist with her development in the rebirth process." Kanzeon stated calmly. "Sometimes things get worse before they get better, so patience is a key factor in our success. Wouldn't you agree?"she inquired.

"You are not hearing me! Nami Wilde is crazy!" Jordan exclaimed, raising her voice even more. "Her mama knew it too and that's why it's in her name —the shit is like a warning label. ANDDDDD Since you always wanna quote some shit, you can lead a horse to water but you can't make it drink. Hell, you can throw a horse in water and that won't make it clean!" She throws her hands up in frustration and scoffs. "This is ridiculous! Kanzeon, face it! We can't help everyone."

"I'd have to disagree with you. I believe we can help her and everyone else that crosses our paths because they do so for a reason." Kanzeon patiently explained. "Right? No such thing as coincidences."

"Urghh ! Please don't start another," Jordan throws up air quotes, "spiritual journey speech!" She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. "Since it wasn't a coincidence, what was the reasoning behind her last encounter with her first social worker?"

--------------------------------------------Flashback

"Nami, put the bottles down. We can talk this out." Alex says with a calm, diplomatic tone. Alex was a social worker in the facility that Kanzeon, and Jordan worked in. He was a short stocky man, who's hair was graying and thinning quickly from the stresses he experienced in the workplace.