Lechna_Baram

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. 

      "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

Masked Feelings

"Do you want me to stay with you?" Alena asked while we waited in the doctor's cabinet. I nodded. I was feeling sleepy. I leant my head against my sister while waiting for the doctor to come. 


"Athena Amington?" I turned my head to look at the old woman who just walked in. 


"Here" I mumbled, then settled myself properly on the seat. 


"So tell me" she said, as she sat behind her desk. She smiled at me, encouraging me to talk. 


"I've been having fever for three days" I told her. 


"And she vomited today" Alena added. I looked at the badge of the doctor and noticed that 'Dr Geezmo' was written on it. She approached me, with her stethoscope, then checked my heartbeats. A frown formed on her face. 


Chapter 74: I’m What?