Strangers (Polygamy)

Ch. 19 - Sooo Alive

Jake *****

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Fiera.

We stopped to catch our breaths. We ran far enough.

As soon as our eyes met, we burst inyo fits of laughter.

"What just happened?!" I asked between my laughter.

He held his stomach as he stops laughing but fails. "That fucking deserved an oscar!"

"I've never been humiliated that worse eversince!"

"Me too!"

We laughed again.

"That was the most insane part of my pathetic existence so far." I said, grinning from ear to ear.

"And shameful too!" he added.

I cringed playfully.
"The fast learner and All A's tho! "

Hansen laughed. "That was fucking epic! Plus the 'he's my son' thing! Damn, the old lady still has it!"

I laughed hard as he tries to mimic the old lady's voice and reaction.

"You're fucking pathetic!" I said to him.
"This is all your fault."

He just grinned at me.
"I know! But well, atleast we had fun!"

"Damn right!" I giggled.

"Though that purse could star in a suspense-killing movie."
he cringed.

And we laughed again.

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"So this is your place..." I said as we entered his apartment.

"Yeah, not much but this is good enough for me."

I turned to him.
"You kidding? This is a nice place."

He smiled.
"I know."

I walked my way to the photographs.
"You're more like a showman here. Show the abs and the muscles to the world huh?" I teased.

"I worked hard for these shits, why hide them under fabrics?" he reasoned.

"Point taken." I reached for a frame. "You're photogenic, huh?"

He smirked.
"Yep." he emphasized the last letter.

"Why don't you go and pursue modelling?"

He smirked.
"I pity my fellow models. They will be ao outplaced once I enter the world of modelling."

"Shush! Get something for me to eat, you hideous host!" I glared playfully.

He rolled his eyes.
"Yes, I happen to forgot that I JUST BOUGHT a few supplies to this MISSING FRIEND of mine but jokes are on me WHEN I SAW HER STANDING SOOOO ALIVE AND KICKING AT THE TOWN'S MAIN STORE."

I laughed as I smack his arm.
"Stop!"

But the idiot carry on to play the willing victim.
"And sorry if I took LONG before I offered something. I'm just soooo hideous!"
he rolled his eyes in an exaggerating manner, making me laugh.

"You sound like a closet queen, Hansen!"

He's rolling his eyes in an exaggerating manner.
"Whatevah sis!"
He's cupping his imaginary big boobies.
"These cooties make men go wild!"

I laughed. "How about the big bad booties? Do something about them' booties!"

He twerked his butt in an awkward manner, making him look like a complete retard.
"See how these asscheeks moves?! These booties can make you scream my name on fire."

He nears his butt to me before he continues to talk,
"Touch em', baby. Touch em'. Feel em hot and juicy."

I smacked his butt hard, making him moan like a stray cat who's been fucked for the first time.

"Finger me like no other, baby." he nears himself more.
"Cone on, baby. Don't be shy... These booties don't bite."

"Go make something!"
I said between my laughter.

"Nuh uh. Feel my pussy first,"

I laughed as I pushed him away.
"Ew! Fuck no!"

He nears himself more.
"Feel this shemale's volcano. Lemme be your volcano. Let my lava flow unto thy folds. This thick, bad cock will make you cum."

I shoved him further, my lungs still deprived of oxygen due to too much laughter.

"Quit it, Hansen!"

He fucked the couch beside me.
"Lemme pretend this is thy booty."

I made a sour face.
"You're disgusting!"

We burst into another round of laughter.

"Give me something!" I shooed him. "I'm the guest here, genius!"

"How about I give you my dick?"

I glared at him playfully.
"How about I give you some kicks?!"

He laughs as he walked away mimicking a duck walking with a swag.

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Bruno.

My jaw clenched upon reading the text.

"We have to get back." I hissed.

I glared at the screen as the message is still on display.

Jake's brows creased.
"What's wrong?"

"Pack your things and let's go." I growled.

"Go where??"

"Home." I answered briefly.

He pouted.
"But we're still having fun."

I glared at him.
"YOU'RE having fun. I don't. Now come on."

He groaned.
"Why are you being an asshole all of the sudden??"

"Nothing, come on."
I muttered. I gather our things so we can leave.

"Why are we leaving, dude??"

"Just listen to me for once, Jake. Let's go."

But the idiot stood on his ground.
"I'm not moving a single damn inch if you won't tell me what crawled your ass."

I gritted my teeth.
"Just fucking listen!"

"Who texted you?!"

"More like what!"
I tossed the phone on him.

His defiant ass stood all of the sudden.

"If you weren't busy throwing tantrums on me, we could've left!" he hissed.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"I'll drive." he said in controlled anger.

I was about to protest when Jake made it to the driver seat.

Oh Fiera, you better prepare that sassy ass!