hopeless,” Rhonda, with her luscious blonde hair and Barbie features, exclaimed.
She was the first to head into my closet, while Diana, with her jet-black hair and deep brown eyes, left the room. Malory, on the other hand, was still waiting, bobbing her crossed leg impatiently.
“Fine! I was assaulted and almost raped. This guy rescues me, just to belittle me and scold me afterwards. He asked if my daddy had taught me the buddy system. Then yesterday, Nik and he fought,” I said, beyond irritated.
I tried to say it quickly, so they wouldn’t dwell on it, but the wide-eyed, pale expressions on Rhonda and Mallory’s faces told me that hadn’t worked.
Shit.
The door slammed against the wall. The three of us jumped, and we all looked to see that Diana had her arms full of clothes still on the hangers. If I looked closely, I’d know I would see that the clothes were coordinated by color and by season. She looked at each of us, with the wide-eyed expressions still on Rhonda and Malory’s faces. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to figure out what had occurred to cause their shocked expressions.
“What did I miss?” Diana asked, perplexed by the uncomfortable silence and tension in the room. “What happened?” she asked as she stomped her foot, looking irritated.
“Are you okay?” Rhonda rushed to my side and put an arm around my shoulders.
Malory was still in shock and hadn’t moved. Diana’s expression was a mixture of confusion and concern.
“I am fine, but it was bad. I was scared because, you know, I have waited and to think that someone might have stolen that from me just had me paralyzed with fear. As much as an asshole he was, I was glad he came and was able to stop it from happening.”
“Wait what? Seriously you guys, what happened?” Diana said, clearly upset.
I couldn’t stand to see her distressed. She still clutched the clothes to her chest, clothes I knew she had brought for me.
“I got up early yesterday and went for a run by the river. I saw that there was a rabbit stuck in a snare, so I was untying it when a bum started yelling at me. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back. He ripped my clothes and was pulling my pants down when the asshole came and hit the bum’s head with a rock.” I paused trying to contain my emotions. “Needless to say, I was grateful, but when I saw how hot he was, I was entranced by him. At least I was, until he decided to speak. Ugh, he was such an asshole.”
“Oh my God! Why didn’t you tell us sooner?” Diana squeaked and dropped the clothes on my bed.
“Like I said before Diana, he asked, ‘Didn’t your daddy ever teach you the buddy system?’ Then yesterday, he and Nik got into a fight. I just want to forget about him and never see him again. To think, he is a professor at P.H.U--” I came to an abrupt halt, as irritation got the best of me.
I was frustrated because I knew I would see him on campus since I was still working on my graduate degree. This wasn’t good. I needed to avoid him at all costs.
“Well, how hot was he?” Rhonda chimed in with her Cajun accent. She looked over at the others, and exclaimed, “What?? You were thinking it!” She shrugged but waited for me to elaborate, as did the other girls.
“Y’all are incorrigible.” They didn’t reply, just sat there staring at me expectantly, waiting.
“Fine! He was hot. Like oh –my- God my- panties- got- wet hot. Gorgeous crystal blue eyes, beautiful tan, and the perfect build under his clothes, so I bet he has a great body.”
I sighed, and they all gawked at me.
“What?” I asked, disconcerted by their reaction.
Rhonda mouthed to Diana, Oh my God. To which Diana replied by bobbing her head in agreement, and they waited for Malory to say something.
“Well, I have a solution for this,” Malory finally spoke, and everyone in the room waited. “You need to have an orgasm.” She said it nonchalantly while my face burned.
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