The Clock of Miss Fortune ✔

Chapter - 10

Cristal woke up. It was 9:00am and the sun shone brightly. Drops of water fell from the door's front. Mike was still sleeping beside her and the sign on the door was closed since they had their little love making session or what Mike likes to call "Night Dance."

Cristal walked at the door and lifted the curtain. Light poured in and filled the room with it. She closed it back. Walking back at the coffee maker she started brewing a cup of coffee. As she looked at Mike's sleeping face her cheeks turned cherry red and images of last night came to mind. Mike's short hair rested on a small pillow that they shared last night. She pushed the pillow further in so he could rest his head well. Clean shaved on his dark brown skin made him look younger and handsome, she always thought and told him that. His light brown eyes were a charm that caught her attention when they first met. Slender but not too thin body made him look elegant with a height of 6feet and 2inches. And he was only wearing his boxers.

He stretched his arms wide and pulled the blanket up to his chin. "Cute." Cristal muttered. The light turned green. Hot coffee slowly filled the cup. She added a small block of sugar and no cream. Black, is what she likes with little bit of sweetness. She was wearing a long loose sweatshirt and her underwear. It was enough to cover her thighs a bit as if she was wearing a mini-skirt. Breasts kept free without a bra made her all the more relaxed. Outside was calm and few people moved in and out of their houses while the streets were still empty.

One thing which constantly wandered in Cristal's mind was O'lim's last night's visit. That strange voice, and him talking to a statue. She wasn't sure what it looked like. However, it was a statue that she was sure of. She picked the cup of coffee and stood in front of the wall. With a push a space opened up but she didn't know the code to the biometric lock. She glanced at it for a while then closed the wall door. O'lim was supposed to be here on Friday. Yet, he came in late last night. It is wednesday. Will he back on Friday as he said? Cristal wondered.

Cristal's phone rested on the counter. She plugged in the charger. There were no texts that were too important. Only few that were from her friends. And a selfie of her and Mike's about last night against the storeroom's door. Her cheeks turned cherry red. Her fingers started moving fast on the digital keypad. "O'lim came in last night at the shop. Don't know what he wanted. He seemed drunk as always. Will let you know if he comes in on Friday. Cristal :)" And pressed send, selected Hannah's number and a green tick animation popup indicated that the message was sent.

Mike was still asleep. She sipped her coffee and started humming beetles, Yesterday. A pleasant one at that, she continued.

The shop felt gloomy. A small space and yet its presence felt big. There was a moment when everything stopped in time. It was just her imagination, yes, but it felt extremely real. Mike's breathing stopped, steam from her coffee froze mid-air, the clock's hands stopped in time for eternity, and Cristal's consciousness travelled back to last night.

"Where is the sacrifice." These exact words repeated inside her head again and again. There were many voices that spoke simultaneously. Like a chorus, or from some faraway place where the wind carried the voices and the destination was this shop. At that same time she felt her consciousness unsteady. It was because of all the sex she was having that pleasure consumed her. Those voices just felt one and then many for her. It didn't sound real at once and then that feeling changed. Nothing really made sense. Only her pleasure and Mike's body on hers. Before O'lim left she thought he saw her peeking through the keyhole. That their eyes met for a second. And that he didn't bother to check on her. Whatever the reason she felt like a different person while on cloud nine and nothing really made sense.

Then the world started breathing again. Half filled coffee cup in one hand and another on her rising bosom. She gasped for air. Second later she was calm again. The coffee was cold. Mike was awake. Cristal's smile towards him made him smile for her. Their lips met, "Good morning." they said. And she brewed more coffee for her and Mike while they talked and laughed.

"I'll be there by 1 :)" Cristal received a text from Hannah. By that time, Mike will be gone as well. She undressed and pulled out her fresh clothes from the bag. A push-up sky blue bra and the same colored panties. She pushed her breasts in position and comfortably adjusted her panties. Mike pulled out his fresh underwear and changed it adjusting well. He stood in front of the mirror looking at his slender body which in those last few months had gotten a little more slim. "I have to eat more." He muttered and rubbed his stomach.

"You look fine." Cristal said. He turned around. She placed her hands around his waist. He leaned down and kissed her gently.

"Still." He pulled away. "I have to eat more to get back to my old self."

Cristal shrugged. "Whatever." And kissed him on his chest. She pulled out a sleeveless grey t-shirt. She had cut off the sleeves to make it more comfortable. And dark blue shorts to finish the set.

Mike wore a red t-shirt and blue jeans. On top of the shirt he pulled on a brown jacket, kissed her goodbye and left the shop.

Cristal looked in the mirror, adjusted her hair, nodded once with a smile and turned the sign on the door to OPEN and unlocked the door.