Caught?

Chapter 24

'Who is this woman being so difficult? Is she Sasha's teacher? This could get complicated.' I thought as I saw the ebony woman before me asking for my ID. If she was Sasha's teacher, then it could create a problem that'd be beyond solvable. I mean, if she were to tell Aunt Elise or her husband about this, things could get very, very difficult.

'Should I just get rid of her?' Another thought entered my mind, but I didn't consider it for very long. Sasha knew her, so it wouldn't be easy to make her disappear. Although that would have been a much easier option, for now, I decided to see how things would turn out.

"Show her your ID, Tyler," Sasha chimed in, worried more than me. Well, she didn't have my means, so of course, she was worried, but if this woman tried anything to jeopardize my life or Sasha's, I wouldn't hesitate to end her life.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out my wallet. I pulled my ID out of the wallet and showed it to the ebony woman before me. She took my ID, giving me another lost look, before she checked my ID. As she did, a difficult expression appeared on her face.

Of course, the man in the ID was me, and that was a student ID. And no, I didn't seem much different from the ID picture, but I knew what she was going through. She must be thinking that the ID was forged because in no way did I seem under twenty.

And that stood corrected as she looked at me and said, "You think you can just show me a fake ID and get away with it? I'll confirm it myself."

She went to her car and retrieved her phone from it while Sasha followed her. I remained in my place and looked at the notifications in my view. I was having a hard time believing that I could increase my stats by drinking female juices. However, I didn't know what was the criteria or limit for that because everything about the system seemed to have a limit. In other words, things weren't as easy as they seemed every time, so I had no reason to believe it'd be any different this time.

For now, I decided to save the two bonus points I obtained and decide later what to do with them. For now, I had more pressing matters, and they began with this woman and ended with an appointment I still had with Betty's grandfather.

I could hear the ebony woman on the phone talking to someone, enquiring about me, but once the call ended, she seemed even more puzzled as she looked at me. My information must have checked out, but this woman was being difficult for no reason, so I doubted she'd just let this go.

Sighing, I stepped closer to her and said, "I get that you're worried about your student, but it's rude to intrude in people's lives like that. She isn't being forced, nor am I someone who I say I'm not. What's the issue then?"

"Ty-Tyler," Sasha tried to call me to take it easy on her, but a stern approach was better. I endured her outburst, so it was only fair if she bore mine now.

"Th-That… I was just- tha-" The ebony woman stammered, failing to say something in her defense, and since her defense had weakened, it was time to strike. "What Sasha does in her spare time is her concern. Even if you're concerned about her safety, it doesn't give you the right to just burst like that."

"Tyler, I think the misunderstanding has been resolved," Sasha came to her defense and meekly tried to placate me. Of course, I was just putting on a show. Inside, I was panicking.

There was a chance she could tell my aunt, so I had to make sure to bury this matter here and now.

"With that out of the way, do you have any other concerns you'd like to point out, or are we free to go?" I asked, my gaze fixated on her and slight dissatisfaction in my voice.

A little red, whether from shame or anger, the ebony woman nodded and said, "I apologize for the intrusion."

"That's better," I said before I turned to Sasha, who gazed at me with shock and a hint of admiration, maybe by how calm I was at the moment. I decided to ignore that and said, "Come on, Sasha. I'll drop you at your school."

Sasha nodded and turned to the ebony woman as she said, "I'll see you later, Miss Forman."

The ebony woman nodded, still a little red and avoiding my gaze, granting permission for me and Sasha to leave. With that done, we both left the hangout spot and headed to her school. The journey was mostly silent, with neither her nor me trying to address the issue.

We arrived at her school in a bit, and she turned to me, leaning forward, she gave me a quick kiss on my cheek and said, "We'll talk when I get back."

I simply nodded and watched her leave.

Once she disappeared into the school building, I left the school and made my way towards Betty's house. My memory served me well, and I was easily able to find her house. It was close to Aunt Elise's house, about five minutes away by car. Once I was there, I contacted Betty because there seemed to be men in black clothes standing guard outside her house.

"Who are you?" One of them asked before Betty could come out. I told him my purpose for visiting, but before he could confirm, Betty said from the balcony, "Let him in."

The man nodded and gave me the go to enter. I parked my car in the driveway and made my way to the front door. Before I could open it, Betty opened it from the inside and jumped at me. I returned the hug for more than one reason.

I missed her, that was true, but I also wanted to relish her body now that circumstances weren't as tense. Betty was more on the black side than her mother, who was a white blonde. Her figure wasn't petite, but it wasn't like Sera and Mira either. She was a full foot smaller than me in height, or maybe less, but that was the estimate.

But, she was blessed with a booty to make even beauties like Sera and Mira envy, and they had an ass to envy.

What I wouldn't give to just lower my hand and cup those, hopefully, plump cheeks. Still, I resisted as I didn't want to set off any trauma if she had any. I didn't know if she was scared of men after her experience or something, so I didn't want to risk it.

She separated herself and said, "It's so good to see you."

I smiled and said, "It's good to see you too," before my gaze lowered, and I added, "For more reasons than one."

Betty wasn't wearing revealing clothes as she used to, but she wasn't fully covered like when I arrived either. She was showing her thighs, which were plump, of course, because even when her feet were apart at an adequate distance, her thighs, especially her upper ones, were almost touching each other. That was the single testament that her booty was a sight to behold.

"Oh, grow up," She playfully chastised me but made no attempt to cover herself. On the contrary, she pointed them out on her own, making sure nothing hindered my view from enjoying them.

However, I didn't want to be overly creepy, so I tore my gaze away from her thighs and asked, "Don't you have an exam today?"

"My grandpa explained the situation to the school, and they decided to let me off for today. I'll take it later." Betty explained. I suspected they might have told the truth. They must have just used the biker's predicament to incur sympathy. After all, they didn't want the abuse case to be out after all.

"Come on in. Grandpa is waiting for you," Betty said as she led me inside. I saw no sign of Lizzie or Kara, so I thought they were out. Once we arrived in the living room, I saw an old man in his seventies, perhaps, sitting on the couch with an overbearing presence around him.

In Rox's memories, I had felt the same presence from people in power. This old man had the same overbearing pressure around him.

"Welcome. You must be Tyler," Despite his old age, his voice was very lively. He didn't stand up to greet me, so that was a clear sign from him. He was in charge of this conversation.

Still, I couldn't be disrespectful even though I knew what he was doing and extended my hand to greet him, which he shook without any hesitation. He then gestured for me to sit on the left couch, which I did, and without beating around the bush, he asked, "So, what can I do for you?"