Page 64 of The Penalty

Loves My Cock: Was Needs A Breeding better? Is it still accurate?

Teddy types for a long time, then stops, then starts again.

Loves My Cock: I’m going to take that as a yes.

Teddy takes a long time to reply, and I focus on what Coach is saying until my phone buzzes.

Fake Boyfriend: i didnt say that!

Loves My Cock: So convincing.

Fake Boyfriend: i plead the fifth

Loves My Cock: Do you even know what that means?

Fake Boyfriend: ye it means i dont have to talk

Loves My Cock: Not really. It’s just against self incriminating in court. You don’t have to incriminate yourself.

Fake Boyfriend: exactly so im not incriminating myself

Loves My Cock: That’s not what I meant.

Fake Boyfriend: but u said it

Loves My Cock: We need to work on your sexting.

Fake Boyfriend: ? were sexting

Loves My Cock: Never mind.

Fake Boyfriend: and i can’t fuck the enemy!

Loves My Cock: You absolutely can.

Fake Boyfriend: r u trying to get me hate crimed? the boys will blanket party me!

Loves My Cock: That’s not how hate crimes work.

Fake Boyfriend: well im gonna hate it!

Loves My Cock: We are finishing up here. Are you ready to go?

Fake Boyfriend: im ready and waiting in my sunday best

I’m scared of what that means to him, but I don’t say anything.

The car pulls up to his dorm, and he comes sauntering out, looking fairly normal in jeans and a big puffer coat. I can work with this. He slides in scooting right up next to me.

“I surprised you. Didn’t I?”

“Why does this feel like a trap?” I turn to look him over, trying to figure out what I’m missing.

“That says more about you than it does about me.” Teddy grins.

I mutter, “Fuck you.” Because now I do feel even more guilty.

“Do you think they’ll have whore da doors?” He can’t really mean whores?

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