Love ya babe see you later …be safe.”Shit! I thought to myself what if he planning to beat me and record it or write on my house while parents are...away….All these thought poured into my head and tortured until the end of school. I told myself stand up for yourself and deal with the scars later. I got on the bus and walked really slow to my house not rushing to get my ass kicked. Once I got there I saw him sitting on my porch on a swing chair my mom got when she was going though her Martha. Somehow the School Hearing about our altercation with Jaymon never happened and the Suspension Notices had been expunged from Dimitri’s and my school records.My return to school triggered an invitation to dinner at the Kafkasians’ house. The evening didn’t have an ideal start: Cayenne had been invited too and she had volunteered to collect me on the way. Her electric blue supermini still didn’t have any obvious damage to it, although that did little to assuage my fear of her driving. The. She was hiding that beautiful body underneath those baggy cloths. “I, I need to catch up for a minute”Stephanie reached to mike and grabbed his cock and took my by the arm and lead us to the rear gates of their house. The house sat vacant for a while and the yard was overgrown but we were able to find a path to the patio in the darkness. As he walked, Mike stepped out of his sweat bottoms and shed his form fitting shirt. As we entered the patio door into the house she released her grip on his. ”I looked around at my fellow passengers, engrossed in their own business, as I tapped out my reply, careful to hide what I was writing but unable to prevent the smile teasing across my lips.“And where is your finger?”I had to think for a moment before realising I had been nervously biting on it as I read her words. I told her it was in between gripped teeth.“Feeling safe. Feeling loved. Feeling adored. Feeling captured.”Blushing, I glanced around again, checking nobody was watching as I.