Late Night

Late Night

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 25, 2014
Late night I narrowed my eyes at the TV. My video game was seriously beginning to piss me off. With a sigh, I set my Xbox controller down and grabbed my pack of Marlboro cigarettes. Leaning back against the futon, I lit my cigarette, placing the pack next to me. I took a deep inhale, the nicotine burning my throat and stinging my lungs. I held the smoke for a moment than exhaled. It was getting late and sleep was hurting my eyes. "Uhg..." I sat up to ash my cigarette when my phone went off. I propped my cigarette between my lips and exhaled smoke from my nose as I grabbed my phone from the coffee table. I flipped it open to see a message from Mr. White telling me he was on his way over. I told him not to come to my house anymore. The old fuck was annoying and always seemed to bitch at me. "No..." I groaned and leaned again to flick my cigarette against the ash tray. Mr. White always comes over late and bitches. Rolling my eyes, I finished my cigarette and mashed it into the ash tray.
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"Mark wait!" I said. I came out the door in my underwear. "Sam, go back inside." He said in a low tone. "Punish me." I practically yelled. He stopped, "What?" Punish me, Mark. Isn't that what you want?" He bit his lip and his eyes brightened. He started slowly working his way back to me. "Punish you?" He repeated. "Yes, I deserve it don't I? It would make you feel better...right?" He was now in front of me. He looked me over as his hands started sliding up to my neck. They tightened and I struggled to breath for a second before he let me go. Then he kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear, "Yes, yes it would."

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