Page 16 of Sexy SEALs

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Iwoke-up with a hangover so strong, but with memories of my final exam, it made me smile, knowing that I didn’t have to study again. Even if it meant that I had to go out into the actual world and find a job. I struggled to open one eye, only to discover that we weren’t in our dorm. The place that we were heading in, but somehow we ended up in someone else’s room. The question was, whose?

“Kiara you awake?”

A familiar voice asked me. I rubbed my eyes and blinked several times to see if my ears were deceiving me. I looked at her, blue eyes which were facing mine, to discover that I was where I suspected I was.

“Amanda, yeah, I’m awake.”

She smiled, “Good, I’ll make you guy’s coffee. Lucy’s in the bathroom.”

I tried to get up from the floor, and she stretched out a hand, to help me up. I stood up, with my skirt back-to-front and my bra sticking out of my top.

“Damn!” I said as I stood up and tried to straighten myself out.

“Yeah, you was trying to undress, then you just passed out on the floor. We were worried, but we weren’t in a fit state neither to help you get out of the dress.”

I looked around, and could see that. Amanda’s parents were rich, well her dad was anyway, some kind of property tycoon and she loved to flash her cash around, and if I remembered correctly, last night she did that with Lucy and I.

I scratched my head, and decided as soon as I saw Lucy leaving the bathroom that I would do the same, I was in dying need of taking a piss.

As I passed her and rushed to the bathroom, I closed the door. Amanda had an apartment all to herself, something that all students would dream of doing, and then I remembered we planned to hit the clubs, but then she invited us to the party that she was having at her place, and we came, and judging by the look of things not only did we go, but we ended up staying.

I washed my face, with one of the white towels that she had piled at the side, and as I looked in the mirror, I looked as if all the blood had rushed out of my face. I had a pale complexion, but it was a sign that I needed to go out more, and stop spending so much indoors. Now, I didn’t have studies to hold me back, it shouldn’t stop me from doing just that.

“You coming out there or spending the night in the bathroom?”

I laughed as I opened the door, “Lucy, I’m out. Happy!”

She looked exactly the same as she did last night, with her backless red dress, and her hair pulled up and a couple of strands out. Which was a lot more than could be said for me, even if I got my bra back on, and put my skirt on the right way.

We headed towards the kitchen, where Amanda had made some toast with coffee.

“I didn’t know how you guys liked it, so I left the milk and sugar on the table. Sit down. Drink. Eat,” she commanded. She was wearing what I assumed was her PJ’s. A silk, lacey white matching set with shorts and bunny slippers. It was the first time in four years, that she looked kind of human, not some evil bitch that I always imagined her to be back in her apartment.

As we all sat, and started passing the milk, sugar and laying butter and marmalade on our toast. I had to ask the burning question.

“Amanda when did were you ever nice to us?”

She chuckled, as her perfect white teeth seemed to reflect in the sun, as we sat down at the breakfast table.

Lucy chimed in, “The day she came to me and said that she was sorry about the fight.”

I started sipping on my coffee, which tasted so good. I took a note of the Nestle Expresso machine in the corner and realized as I suspected it wasn’t instant coffee.

“My dad died, seems he was in some freak accident or something a few weeks ago,” Amanda said, it was as if she said it so casually.

“Sorry.”

She waved her hand, “Nothing to be sorry about. He was a pig. Treated me like crap, and mom even worse. Anyway, I don’t want to get into it right now. But, I realized something. I hated my dad, because of how he treated me, but I did the same thing to everyone else. And you can call it a lightbulb moment or something, but it just made me realize the error of my ways. I didn’t feel like going out or even spending money on my friends or my so-called ex, and he just dumped my ass just like that.”

“A-hole!” Lucy said.

“Amen to that!” Amanda said, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“So, I saw Lucy one day and said to her. Hey, my dad’s dead and life’s too short and all that, we’re about to graduate, let’s move on.”

Lucy nodded her head, “I agreed, after being dumped myself by another boyfriend.”

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