Temptation

18

"Hi Lolita"

Mr. Davis vanished, leaving me alone with this corrupt creature.

I tried to get away from him but he pulled me back. He placed his hands on my hips, kneading them.

"Let's go," he blew in my ears.

Not falling for him.

I stood as still and firm as I could. I tried to break his grip from my hips. But it wouldn't. What sort of pain is this?

He got his hands off and dragged me to his bedroom.

Trust me, I didn't even try to get myself out of this.

He threw me on his bed, and locked the door.

I can feel where this is going.

"V-vernon, I am not doing t-this," I gulped due to nervousness.

"Do what?" he asked, frowning at my statement.

I got confused as he walked to a shelf and took out a book.

"N-nevermind," I said in embarrassment.

Oh Gosh! Why am I like this?

"I want you to read me this," he handed me over the book.

"Reedeekoolaas Tels," I read the title.

I looked up at him with a 'seriously' face.

"A children's book? You sure?" I asked.

"Go ahead," he said as he let out an evil laugh.

I opened the book. It was so cute! Full of cartoons and baby pictures of Vernon. Aw!

"One. Once upon a time," I read, "there was a little boy who surprisingly found a golden piece of Gucci on his pants-- what on earth."

"Read read!"

"It was shining brighter than the sun, brighter than any other star in the tasty milky way galaxy that exists--ahem"

Vernon compressed his laughter.

"So, one day he was walking on the street when he finally met 5 pretty pretty girls. They were very big! Their fleshes were very big! They had balloons which were very big! They were filled with helium gas!--"

I tried to hold back my laughter.

"The boy asked, 'Hi missie! Can I have those balloons?' and those girls leaned down to let him hold it. The boy didn't know that the string was loose, so he pulled it with too much excitement, And...THEY TORE!"

"The girls started sqealing around while the little boy went home, dribbling the balloons on his way home. The boy lived happily ever after, but unfortunately, the girls lived sadly ever after without the balloons they bought with their hard-earned money”

I remained speechless in disbelief.

Vernon burst out laughing, ending up rolling on the floor.

He looks and sounds so cute when he laughs.

"Enough, I'm not reading anymore. This is crap," I said, laughing at the book.

"Of course it has to be. I wrote this when I was 11," Vernon went back laughing again.

"No wonder I call you corrupt," I said as I threw the book the bed.

"M-moral, don't judge a book by its cover," he threw himself on the bed, failing to stop himself from laughing to the top of his lungs.

He turned his head towards me.

"Your face looks funny," he said out of nowhere.

"Yours too," I faked a smile. He chuckled.

"Let's do something," he said, as his voice lowered.

Here comes it.

"What?"

"Something"