Yes, Sir - ONGOING

Chapter Eleven - Being Horny

Asa Benoist

She sat on the couch, bored out of her mind, and she re-watched Money Heist(first season is great, I recommend). Today was Saturday, which meant she had no work. See'd seen no sign of life in the house, and it was almost noon. Camille has stopped by and dropped off Starbucks, and she hadn't been to sleep.

She had her note book in front of her with a pencil in hand, but no creativity sparked.

She sighed, laying back on the couch, putting her feet up. Her mind drifted to Jared, and what he had said. Do I want a relationship with him? She asked herself, thinking about everything he's done.

She didn't like being teased, that's for sure.

She thought about hitting the club to let out some frustration, but voted against it.

She didn't want to leave the house.

Why won't you give Jared a chance? Her subconscious buzzed, and Asa dwelled on the question, beginning to scribble out a sketch. She didn't want to get hurt. Right? Asa knew it wasn't a good excuse, and she tried to think of one. We just have a few more months on the contract, and then maybe I'll go back to Canada.

Lunch time came and went, and she skipped it, not wanting to leaving the couch. Her bottom lip was caught between her teeth and she nibbled softly, and she hummed to herself a slow tune. Her mind was clouded and hazy, and she knew why. I'm really horny. She rolled her eyes at the thought, looking at her finished sketch. Wasn't bad.

She called up Camille, grabbing a bag of Salt and Vinegar chips from the pantry.

"Heyaa babes." Camille's voice spoke, and she put her on speaker phone, eating the chips. "What should I do?" Asa asked, eating chip after chip. These are so damn good. "Regarding?" "Camille, am I needy to you?" "It doesn't matter. You just owe me and one day I'll call you to break me out of jail or some shit and you wouldn't be able to say no." She said and Asa grinned, shaking her head.

"Leave it to you to wind up in jail." Asa muttered, looking down at her bare thighs.

"Exactly. So I don't worry about a thing." Camille spoke while Asa slowed down on the chips, accidentally spilling them on the couch and she gazed at the fallen chips. "I'm gonna watch porn or something." Asa commented, as she looked at the mess surrounding her.

"Ooo sounds festive. You know what you should watch?" Camille chimed and Asa began to clean up, not wanting to dirty his expensive leather couch.

"Don't tell me."

"Overst-"

"Camille I said don't tell me. I'm a mess right now." Asa whined and put the chips back in their respective place, closing the pantry. "I smell barbecue." Camille said, and Asa smiled a little. "Okay, well I have to pick up my little sister, I just pulled in. See ya babes." "See ya." And Asa ran a hand through her brown hair, sighing.

She couldn't go on like this.

She would do something about it.

But later, not in broad daylight.

She went about making dinner, cutting things to make pasta and salad. Once she finished it was getting dark outside, and she covered it up to keep warm. She sighed, taking a bundle of grapes out the fridge and she began to think, plopping them in her mouth one by one.

Maybe Jared is in his room. She put the grapes on the counter and walked down the hallway, being extra quiet. She wanted him to hurry up and eat so she could have her personal time. She made it to his door, and she opened it slowly, peeking inside. "Jared?" She called out, walking inside. No one answered, and she walked further inside, scanning the bathroom and closet.