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The dress from Gina is perfect too! It fits well and the length, when I put the heels on, should be on point.

“I think that for this dress we should pin up your hair. I can also do your makeup. I’ll do you in a minute.”

After thirty minutes of gossiping a proud Gina announces: “You have to see this. Come on!”

I stand in front of the mirror. I’m delighted!

“That’s it, Gina! Thank you! You’re irreplaceable! An expert in your craft! And the dress is brilliant.”

“Okay, leave it on. What time do you want me to come do your hair on Valentine’s Day?”

“Let’s make it three p.m. so I have enough time.”

“Sure. Now, I’m off. Take care, dear!” She gives me a kiss on the cheek.

Chapter 70

Abby

The day of the trial exam has arrived. I’m anxious and thorny. Anyone would feel like that if they knew exactly none of the mandatory readings. Connor and I have been sitting around all weekend, doing assignments and reading excerpts to get an idea of what the books are about.

When the teachers announce that we are about to start, I focus on the topics. I choose one that I think is easy to improvise. I sit down and start writing. I have no idea where all the time has gone, but the board orders the end and tells everyone to put down their pens.Shit,I think. I got carried away. I got so worked up that I forgot to check the time. Because of this, I haven’t left myself time to rewrite the paper neatly, so I’m forced to hand in eight pages of rough scribbling. Tough luck.

The results will be in after the weekend. I’m in no condition to think about anything else all week.

“Gail, why are you so keyed up? Just look how stressed you are,” says Connor, kneading my shoulders. “I know a great way to get you to stop panicking, at least for a little while.”

He slips his nimble hands under my blouse and clamps down on my breasts. His lips reach for mine and he loses himself in thekiss. With each of his touches I can actually feel myself relaxing. When it comes to touch, the way he seduces and caresses me, there is no chance to think about anything else. He takes over all my attention, assumes control over absolutely every cell of my body. He grabs my hand and leads me towards the bed.

“Lie in the middle, honey bear.”

I do what he asks. He leans over me and undoes the buttons of my jeans, grabs the hem, and pulls it towards him, freeing each of my legs. He roams his mouth along my thigh, kissing every bit of it tenderly. The closer he comes to the spot connecting my thighs to my torso, the more tension I feel in my lower abdomen and the faster my breathing becomes. He runs his tongue along the line of my panties, pulls them down, and lays them next to me, spreading my legs wider and diving in between them. His tongue immediately finds my sensitive button. Chills run through my body with each lick. He slides his tongue inside me and licks his lips lewdly.

“You taste perfect! I love that little pussy. It’s so beautiful. And mine.”

He caresses me with his fingers and tongue. I feel wonderful. Gradually a wave builds up inside me, and when it reaches its zenith, the orgasm overpowers my body, lifting it and letting it fall down again.

“I love you, Ve.”

“Better, honey?”

I nod, grab him by his shirt, and pull him to me, finding his lips and plunging in for a kiss. I can taste myself, mixed in with a hint of mint chewing gum. The erection pushing against me rubs against my sensitive spot. I unzip his trousers and reach into his boxers. I love the velvety feel of his skin. I pull him out and direct him between my legs. Ve enters and moves unhurriedly. I grab his ass and press harder.

“I want to feel it deep inside me.”

He picks up the pace. With just a dozen movements, another orgasm sweeps me up to the stars. Ve, however, continues his wonderful torture. He turns me onto my stomach, covers me with his body, and enters slowly. His fingers lace with mine just above my head. He makes love to me, and I fall apart once again. He moves inside me a few more times, pulls out, and finishes on my buttocks and loins.

“I colored your tattoo,” he says cheerfully, and the tone of his voice makes me smile. May it be like this forever.

I made it! I got a B in my language mock exam, which means that now, if I get an A on my final exam in May, I will be exempt from the oral test. So awesome! Connor fared less well but eventually passed his mock exam. Now we’re counting down the days until the first prom, which is this coming weekend.

In the meantime, we are still looking for a suit for Ve. When he comes out of the fitting room dressed in a maroon shirt and a suit, I lose my breath. I lick my lips and swallow loudly. My mouth goes dry. It’s the first time I’ve seen him dressed like this. I walk up to him, climb on my toes, and whisper in his ear, “You look so good, I’m wet just looking at you. So sexy.” I run a hand over his crotch. “If we were alone…”

He sucks in a breath.

“Abbs…”

He holds my hand and kisses me gently on the cheek, turns, and goes back behind the curtain to try on another set. And I just lick my lips. When the curtain pulls back, I let out a loud moan. He’s dressed in black. Perfectly tailored trousers, a black shirt, rolled up sleeves, topped off with a belt.

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