Forced Arrangements

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and on about my internship at his law firm headquarters in New York City this coming summer. I didn't want to do anything with law, accept abiding by it. Spending my life arguing and defending criminals day in day out was far from the ideal life I have in

asleep so instead of calling her, I texted her telling her how sorry I was about ruin

to either. I am sure by now the reason why she hasn't responded to me is because my calls and texts probably blew out her phone not because she is ignoring me. My mind have been feeding different reasons why she is not picking up her phone

here are no voices so that means she is alone, her two friends probably had classes across the campus. I slightly open the door and the moment she gets close to the door, I grab her by the wrist and pull her into the janitors' little closet. I had a

hush as she struggle in

me, so I losen my grip and mov

whisper, soun

e have been avoiding me, I am sure s

its

ors into...,' her eyes darts around, taking in our surrounding,'...

you won't hear me out. You have been ignoring my calls since morning, Meg. I have been blowing your pho

ing. Maybe I am both. On the other hand Meg is staring at me with a fac

is so

she is coughing. I run my hand acro

nd I surge of relief runs through my veins. She wasn't mad at me. She wasn't going to kick me out of her life because of my douchebag father. She was still mine. She reach out to me and places her super soft palms on my cheeks and lo

a fuckin jerkass, but at you? I doubt I can ever be m

tle love speech. She immediately responded, opened up for me, deepening the kiss and pressing her perfect body into me. I slide my hand down to hold her ass and press her into me. She

l my cock getting hard and

r, Meg,' I almost so

dripping need and her well manicured fingers running down

u and I can't wait that

skip class so I

dick, babe,