Theresa was overly extra the next day, "She went on a date with Charles Walters yesterday" Susan said, appearing next to me as I entered the hallway.
"Bitch" I muttered
"Yeah, a big one at that" she supported. Just then Theresa caught sight of me,"Look who it is" she said, spreading her arms wide like she really wanted to embrace me but I knew better. "What do you want, Theresa?"
"You have not heard?" she asked smirking
"It is not your first time going on a date, or is it?" I asked confused wanting to know where she was driving at.
"Oh no, unlike you. And fortunately enough, not the last time either" she answered.
Okayyy, that hurt.
"You know Pat, it is all thanks to you. I wouldn't have to worry about you stealing my man, even if you go to him looking all sexy, do you know why? Because, you can't even attract an insect"
Echos of laughter filled the hallways.
If only she knew who her man came to last night. I am pretty sure she does not know how he tastes, how his hands move, how huge he is, how his moans sound, how he looks when his eyes roll backwards in pleasure.
Call me a whore, I do not care. I would gladly be one of his whores if he can make me feel as good as his did last night.
She moved close to me, whispering, "I left this piece of good news specifically for you. We could not do anything yesterday because I am on my period but surely , I will let you know when we finally do" standing straight, she shouted in the hallways, "Or send you a video, so you can touch yourself while imagining his hands are all over you"
What the Hell? Did Charles tell on me?
Audrey came later that evening sulking,
"Charles has been acting weird"
"Weird how?"
"I do not know how to explain it. It is almost like he is invested"
"Invested? In—"
"Tell me more about Theresa"
"Only that she is a bitch. At least you have met her and you saw it"
"He has poor taste" she said, looking lost
"Indeed".
Hopefully, this doesn't also include me as part of his taste preferences.
"Maybe he has found a better whore, or maybe he is finally in love"
"In love? Charles can never be in love"
"Well..... Then he will get over it soon. Maybe when he sees a new person"
"You do not know him Pat. You do not"
"He cannot be that complicated , can he?"
There was silence in the room for a long time, I wondered why she worried about it that much
"Come over to my place someday" she finally said
"Is that allowed?"
Her mood lightened, "What do you mean? " she asked laughing, "Of course, it is. We are not prisoners in our own home. Your mom is also invited. Mama says she is always bored and since you mother does not work, they could hang out all day"
Waittt!!!! Ms-J is inviting my mom specially?
"How did you know my mom does not go to work?"
"Uhm... we are home schooled, remember? Also, it is of security importance to know the neighbors backgrounds and everything surrounding our home".
Mom was over the moon. And Dad? He finally gave her some money to fix her nails and hair.
We would visit the Walters at Weekend.
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Weekend was great. We had come to see a feast in the dining room.
Their home was exquisite. Marbles and Statues and very expensive Chandeliers and well manicured gardens, a large swimming pool in front of the house, latest cars, a large T.V, and a cellar of expensive and rare drinks.
After the introductions, Mr Walters invited us to the dining area. He and Father discussed work and soccer, Mother and Ms J gossiped about the neighborhood , childbirth and memories, hobbies and so on and took turns carrying Edward. Audrey was beside me, "Finish your meal quickly, so we can go up to my room" she kept saying.
But I did not think they planned for the food to finish that day.
Charles was on his phone, never glanced my way, not an indication that we had seen each other's naked selves and sucked each other just a few days ago.
Andrew sat very quiet and very observant. He was their last child and not really a public figure.
He ate quietly and responded only when spoken to. He excused himself when he was done with his served meal, "I am going for a swim"
"Won't you have some more?" Ms-J asked, trying to coerce him into eating more
"Later Mom"
"He is just shy, he will come around" Ms- J said quickly,
"Ohh, That is not a problem. Pat is also like that. Though I think she is growing past it"
The two women laughed and only then did Charles look up
So, he had been listening.
He gave me a quick smile and excused himself also, except he didn't ask for permission to leave the table. After he left, I received a message from an unknown number, "I want you, like right now. And I am thinking of doing it right here, in front of both our parents".