ball and it rolled straight into the pins, knocking them all. My expectation was confirmed; Lisa played exactly like I did. Our abilities gave us an edge over most sports and games.
She turned to see my expression.
“That’s amazing,” I commented, showing my excitement.
“Let’s see if you can top that,” she taunted.
Holding a white ball, I executed her exact move and hit all the pins. The real fun began when she jumped on me to keep me from making a perfect throw. The feeling of her hot, soft, affectionate body was tremendously soothing as she jumped on me. Her mission was accomplished; the ball traveled through the side of the lane, escaping all the white pins.
“That’s cheating,” I complained as she returned back to the floor.
It was her turn and I decided to partake in her cheating scheme. As she ran forward, I carefully conjured ice sticks on the platform where she was to make her short run. To my surprise, it didn’t stop her; it only slowed her down. However, she missed the throw as I planned.
Her beaming red eyes were the first thing I noticed as she turned back. I was afraid she was going to set the whole room on fire. And even though I could run very fast, I knew I’d be too late to calm her down.
“Good one,” she said, melting the obstacles without touching or looking at them. She grinned and strolled to where I was seated. I was so proud she could control her temper.
Just then, I observed a boy probably around the age of ten, who was surreptitiously watching Lisa and me as we played with our abilities. He stood some meters away from his family, staring at the spots the ice sticks had been.
“It’s getting late. Time to go,” I advised Lisa.
“Huh?” She pretended not to hear.
I repeated myself, clinging to her perfectly shaped ears. She stood up and looked at me.
“I wish I didn’t have to go back to my parents. It's really hard to look at them these days without feeling a huge amount of guilt,” Lisa said.
I felt really sorry for her, thus I distributed out some suggestions.
“You haven't done anything wrong, dear. If it's really that bad, why don’t you stay in the college dorms?”
“I can’t let other students confirm I'm a freak.”
At that moment, I had succeeded in getting Lisa out of the bowling area. Her head was perfectly placed on my shoulders as we strode.
“That’s true. Why not stay with me?”
She looked at me. Her warm hazel eyes enticingly glittered, like a polished oak. Her voluptuous lips made Angelina Jolie look like a charade.
“Your cousin won’t like the idea, nor would my folks,” she said.
“You’re probably right,” I agreed. I didn’t realize I had suggested that out loud. It was a ridiculous idea.
It was fairly dark; the moon was in its quarter state and the cold air breezed over my skin , giving chills to my hands and neck. It seemed not to affect Lisa, even with the open top she wore. Her blistering skin repelled the cold; she was very lucky.
“My house is this way.” I pointed to a south-east direction from where I stood.
“My house is this way,” she said, pointing to the opposite direction. “Thanks for keeping your word. I had a lovely day, and learned so much.”
I grinned.
“You’re welcome. I enjoyed making you happy.”
With that, she gave a heart-warming smile. Indeed, Lisa was the incarnation of the word love.
Immediately afterward, she supersonically sprinted home, and this made me feel like a good teacher once again. I did the same, arriving at my house almost at the same time.
Chapter Nine
Lisa's Parents
It was about 2:00am, and I was alone in my big house. Though, Stacey had informed me she was going to a friend’s party, I was still worried about her whereabouts. There was a good reason cell phones were invented, but like a director in a board meeting, she’d switched hers off. The mere thought of her being in danger made me scared. I had accidentally inspired her to do whatever she
She turned to see my expression.
“That’s amazing,” I commented, showing my excitement.
“Let’s see if you can top that,” she taunted.
Holding a white ball, I executed her exact move and hit all the pins. The real fun began when she jumped on me to keep me from making a perfect throw. The feeling of her hot, soft, affectionate body was tremendously soothing as she jumped on me. Her mission was accomplished; the ball traveled through the side of the lane, escaping all the white pins.
“That’s cheating,” I complained as she returned back to the floor.
It was her turn and I decided to partake in her cheating scheme. As she ran forward, I carefully conjured ice sticks on the platform where she was to make her short run. To my surprise, it didn’t stop her; it only slowed her down. However, she missed the throw as I planned.
Her beaming red eyes were the first thing I noticed as she turned back. I was afraid she was going to set the whole room on fire. And even though I could run very fast, I knew I’d be too late to calm her down.
“Good one,” she said, melting the obstacles without touching or looking at them. She grinned and strolled to where I was seated. I was so proud she could control her temper.
Just then, I observed a boy probably around the age of ten, who was surreptitiously watching Lisa and me as we played with our abilities. He stood some meters away from his family, staring at the spots the ice sticks had been.
“It’s getting late. Time to go,” I advised Lisa.
“Huh?” She pretended not to hear.
I repeated myself, clinging to her perfectly shaped ears. She stood up and looked at me.
“I wish I didn’t have to go back to my parents. It's really hard to look at them these days without feeling a huge amount of guilt,” Lisa said.
I felt really sorry for her, thus I distributed out some suggestions.
“You haven't done anything wrong, dear. If it's really that bad, why don’t you stay in the college dorms?”
“I can’t let other students confirm I'm a freak.”
At that moment, I had succeeded in getting Lisa out of the bowling area. Her head was perfectly placed on my shoulders as we strode.
“That’s true. Why not stay with me?”
She looked at me. Her warm hazel eyes enticingly glittered, like a polished oak. Her voluptuous lips made Angelina Jolie look like a charade.
“Your cousin won’t like the idea, nor would my folks,” she said.
“You’re probably right,” I agreed. I didn’t realize I had suggested that out loud. It was a ridiculous idea.
It was fairly dark; the moon was in its quarter state and the cold air breezed over my skin , giving chills to my hands and neck. It seemed not to affect Lisa, even with the open top she wore. Her blistering skin repelled the cold; she was very lucky.
“My house is this way.” I pointed to a south-east direction from where I stood.
“My house is this way,” she said, pointing to the opposite direction. “Thanks for keeping your word. I had a lovely day, and learned so much.”
I grinned.
“You’re welcome. I enjoyed making you happy.”
With that, she gave a heart-warming smile. Indeed, Lisa was the incarnation of the word love.
Immediately afterward, she supersonically sprinted home, and this made me feel like a good teacher once again. I did the same, arriving at my house almost at the same time.
Chapter Nine
Lisa's Parents
It was about 2:00am, and I was alone in my big house. Though, Stacey had informed me she was going to a friend’s party, I was still worried about her whereabouts. There was a good reason cell phones were invented, but like a director in a board meeting, she’d switched hers off. The mere thought of her being in danger made me scared. I had accidentally inspired her to do whatever she
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