Chapter 37: Lecherous Teacher
Chapter 37: Lecherous Teacher
“Stop jerking off to Cage Cavanaugh,” someone said from behind her, startling her. She looked down at herself, making sure she was not inappropriately touching herself anywhere and happily she was not.
“I am not masturbating, you freak,” Katherine threw back at Lily who had a huge grin on her face.
“You had it written all over your face!” she teased, looking for her mug.
“Do you want me to make you some coffee?” Katherine asked the other, feeling quite happy with her achievements.
“Once I find my mug, I will allow you to make some for me,” Lily said cheekily.
“How was the date with Mr. Nice Guy?” she merrily looked at her friend who was glaring at her.
“He has a name and it’s Jared.”
“Well, how was your date with Jared?” she asked again, hoping this time it was less offensive.
“We had dinner at a quaint restaurant and then went to the planetarium to look at some starts.”
“And did you have a good time?” She wagged her eyebrows at her friend, insinuating more than her words did.
“I had a good time, but not the kind you are thinking of. We kissed a couple of times, but he treated me with the utmost respect,” she said with a dreamy expression in her eyes.
“Perks of dating a nice guy. You get treated well,” she shrugged. Taking a sip of her coffee she boosted forward with the conversation. “When are you meeting him next?” she asked curiously, taking a bite of her toast.
“I don’t know, my schedule is sort of full, so it will take some time before I can clear some space.”
“What does he do, by the way?”
“He’s a high school teacher, which says why he is so respectful.” Kitty snorted.
“All high school teachers are lecherous. And don’t tell me he is an English teacher or I will break out into a song and dance.” Lily smirked. “No way. English teacher?” Kitty laughed. “Don’t stand so… Don’t stand so… Don’t stand so close to me!” she sang in full volume. From the distance, they heard a groan.
“Can you keep it down?” Angelina said, scarecrow haired and barely awake. “You just woke me up from a dream of Cage Cavanaugh,” she hissed.
“Did you get a couple of beers in at night? Why do you sound hungover?”
“More like she was up all night masturbating to the image of her Cage boinking her mind out,” Lily snickered.
“Was the movie that good?” she asked, looking at Angelina for confirmation.
“I don’t remember much apart from his abs and his glorious body during the bed scene. The tickets were worth the price.” Angelina went to the sink to grab her mug. “Coffee,” she demanded, handing Kitty her mug.
“Yes, your highness,” Kitty muttered, rolling her eyes as she walked towards the coffee maker.
“Do you know what was more entertaining than the movie?” Angelina asked.
“The movie was the highlight of my week. Don’t compare to anything else,” Kitty warned.
“Seeing Katherine trying to dodge Nathan,” she continued without giving the other face. Kitty groaned.
“Where did the bartender come from?” Lily asked, astounded. “I didn’t know you had hit it off!” She screamed.
“Ouch,” the other two muttered. Lily giggled and went forth.
“I thought you were learning how to flirt but you are using it in your real life?” she quirked her brow in question.
“Kitty is learning how to flirt?” Angelina looked bewildered.
“Don’t mind her,” she said, levelling Lily with a glare, a warning to not spill her secrets. “She’s just spouting nonsense because she got banged last night!” she stuck her tongue out at her friend.
“I did not get banged! How dare you!” Even though she wanted to sound offended, it was much like Lily to give in on the first date. She was a hypersexual individual who was not only confident in her body but also not ashamed to get what she wanted when she wanted it.
“Did you bang Jared or not?” Angelina asked.
“You knew his name?” Kitty was surprised.
“Of course. I ask about gossip, love. I am above you in that aspect,” Angelina rolled her eyes.
“Wouldn’t you like to be above me. You can only wish,” Kitty taunted, wanting to get a rise out of Angel. Lily silently enjoyed the banter as she sipped on her coffee and smiled.
“Bed scene, huh?” she suddenly said when their conversation had ended.
“Yeah. Very spicy scene, that too inside a car,” Angelina commented.
“The director allowed that and it got published. Were there any teenagers in the theatre?” Lily asked.
“It wasn’t that steamy, but it was surely heart pounding. I could feel mine at my throat. Delicious.”
Kitty stiffened. “Indeed,” she said absentmindedly.
“Are you wandering off into fantasy land again?” One of the two asked; Kitty didn’t know which one. She was that distracted.
“No. Just wondering when I will go watch it again,” this time she turned to look at the two in the eye. “I really enjoyed it,” she said with a sly smile. “You might love Cage for his body,” she started, pointing at Angelina. “But I am into him because of his superior acting skills,” she finished.
“Poor you, I am the one talking to him,” she boasted all of a sudden.
“I like to appreciate pieces of art from a distance. I would rather not touch a precious piece.” She lied. Of course, she would touch Cage Cavanaugh if given the chance. She considered herself a good person who had not committed any sins. She hoped her good deeds would come in handy and come out as a single touch shared between her and Cage Cavanaugh, preferably naked.
She shook her head. She felt oddly guilty about thinking of him that way.