CHAPTER EIGHT

After picking up everything that

belongs to me around the room,  I put

on my high-heeled shoes and walked

out of the door without looking back. I'll

walk out of here and try to forget that I

ever met anyone called Doja and if I bump

into him anywhere, which I know is

inevitable meeting each other because

we are in the same industry, I'll pretend

not to know him. I walked down to the

reception area and everyone was looking

at me like I was some alien. I even saw

some of them bringing out their phones

to take a picture because it looks strange,

so I did the best I could do to protect

myself by not raising my face because I

know many people will recognize me only

through my face. I walked to the parking

lot where my car was got into my car and

drove off. I kept thanking my luck that I

was driving a Lexus Jeep with tinted

glasses, else how will I explain to anyone

the reason I'm wearing a bikini especially

here in my country where it's not

appreciated exposing your body in public.

All of this is happening to me because

someone offered a free penis which I

was too greedy to reject and I accepted it

without thinking twice. At least, next time,

I will beware of anything offered freely. I

drove into the estate and down to the

building where I live. I can still remember

the look of disgust, admiration, and lust

which I saw on the faces of the security

men at the gate. After packing my car at

the garage, I left my shoes and every

other thing I brought back with me in

the car, took out my keys and ran up the

stairs straight into my apartment. I only

stopped to breathe when I was inside my apartment. I went into the bathroom and

looked at myself in the mirror, and the

person I saw looking back at me, wasn't

the me I've always known. This person

looks like a tramp, or maybe I didn't really

look like a tramp but only feel like one

because of what Doja has done to my

body in the last almost 24 hours. I filled

up the bathtub with warm water, added

some scented oils, and went to plug my

phone in the electric socket to get it

charged before coming back to the

bathroom and soaked myself in the

bathtub. I was there for a while before

coming out and drying up the water from

my body. I can't wear any panties because

my intimate parts feel sore. In fact, my

whole body feels sore. I feel like I've been

run over by a horse. What am I even

saying? Of course, I was run over by a

horse. Is Doja not a horse? He's a horse

who gets to his promise by giving me

what I like the most until right now I want

to know more. For a few days, I don't

think I'll be craving sex.