Gordo looked impressed and told Lizzie she could ace this project with me. Lizzie looked bored, then she wrote her phone number on a piece of paper "R...ng me Saturday and then we can work on this." she said. Then Miranda arrived with some girly gossip and I was just ignored so I left her and her friends.I'd done a fair bit of work on the project during the week and I thought that on Saturday Lizzie could at least paste a few things together and write some captions for the pictures. Well come. Sometimes she would tell me about the sex or come home without cleaning up so I could smell the cum on her. A few times she mentioned creampies, but she never came straight home after sex, so that was never an option. After her last boyfriend broke up with her she decided it was time to stop, although she did hook up with him at a wedding a couple of years later, but did not tell me about it until recently. At that point, our sexual life was nothing special – almost dormant. Recently I had an. Perhaps she didn’t even hookup with a guy like she said. Maybe she was really mad about the whole situation and was giving him the silent treatment. Conner walked into the bathroom. The scent of Gloria’s perfume still lingered in the air. He relieved himself in the toilet and walked back out to the front room. He picked up his cell phone. There was a text message waiting. How could he have missed it? Conner’s hands shook as he retrieved the message. It was short but got right to the point.. The fireplace was marble. The bed was carved out of some giant bone, not wood. “Where am I?” I asked. “My room,” Hades responded. “In the Underworld.” “The Underworld?!” I squeaked. “You passed out!” He sounded panicked. “I didn’t know what to do… There was nowhere else for me to take you.” “Why were you there in the library anyway?” “I was looking for you!” “Why did you come all the way up from the Underworld to find me?” “You were calling to me. I could feel it deep inside my soul. Because.