Page 5 of Deceit For My Good Girl

My heart stops beating for a second when I realize what he's talking about. It's my mother's name chain. It was a thin gold chain with her name on it. It's all I have left of her after she died. I never take it off. I forget it's even there most times.

"No, please, it's my mothers. I've given you everything else, please. It's all I have!" I cry out.

He pulls back his hand and strikes me across the side of my face. I fall to the ground, my head landing in something warm and wet. I hope to God it's just water and not piss. By the smell of it, though, I'm saying my hopes of it being just water are wrong.

"I said fucking give it to me!" The man screams and kicks Matteo in the dick, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Just give it to him, fucking give it!" Matteo wheezes out.

The robber bends down and rips the chain from my neck, and it feels like he's ripping a memory away with it. It's a one-of-a-kind necklace. I'll never get something like that back. He checks Matteo for anything else worth having and takes all that as well.

Once he's done taking everything he can from us, he proceeds to kick both Matteo and me around a bit before taking off without stuff.

I can taste the tangy metallic blood in my mouth, and my side aches from the force of the man's boot. "Fucking hell, this date sure as hell wasn't worth all this."

I hear Matteo groan out, and when I look over to where he's lying, I watch him rise slowly crawl out of the alley. He left me here. He didn't check to see if I was okay. He just left me here like I was another piece of trash on the street.

Big tears roll down my face--some from humiliation, others from anger and pain, but finally, most of them just from fear. I want to go home. I want Xander.

Four

Xander

"What are you wearing?" I croon into the phone. Lisa giggles, telling me all I need to do is ask her to come over, and she'll be on my dick faster than I can drop my name-brand boxers.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" She whispers in the phone.

"Your roommate there?" I ask, noting her voice is softer than usual.

“Yeah, she's laying down with her headphones on.”

"Hmm, and you're on the phone with me. I thought you and she were a couple?" I lean back, trying to stir up as much trouble as I can.

"We are. I love her."

"Yeah, you love her, alright." I poke fun. "Is that why you suck me off at least three times a week? Because you love her."

"Jeez, Xander, do you always have to be so much of an asshole?" She hisses out on the phone.

"No, I don't, but I'm a little interested to see what it'd be like with my cock in your asshole. You think you'll be able to take me?"

"Oh god." She squeaks out, and her breathing becomes a bit erratic. "I can try. I'll try."

"No, fuck that, you're going to need to prepare yourself for my dick. I don't want a slow fucking when I'm ready to take that backdoor. I know you got those toys hidden in your nightstand. Find one and fuck your ass with it." I demand of her

"What, I can't. She'll see." Lisa hisses out.

"You think I give a damn about your girlfriend? In fact, I don't think you care, either, or you wouldn't be on the phone with me right now trying to come."

She moans, and I hear her getting up from the bed. "I care, Xander, I really care for her. It's just that… just that…"

"Just that no one fucks you like I can, Lisa. I know. If you want to keep fucking me, I'd expect you to do what I'm asking you to do. Go get that small vibrator and shove it in that tight bud of yours." I may not be into Lisa as much as she's into me, but she does turn me on. My cock is harder than a missile.

"Okay, for you, baby. I'll do it for you." She says, and I hear things rustling around.

"I got it."

"Great, now go back to your bed."

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