1. The Good, The Bad and the Molly - Chapter Three


    Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male Domination, Male/Female, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Romance, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: BashfulScribe, Rating: 91.1, Source: sexstories.com

    An F. I got an F on my first paper. That wasn't right. I spent a lot of time on it. I wanted to make sure everything was perfect. Could I have really screwed up that badly? Maybe I should have checked my e-mail for anything Daisy sent me. This was bad. If it were any other time it might be fine but this was bad. We were maybe two months into the school year, and this was seriously going to weigh down my mark. A mark in a class where I needed a 70 or above, no questions asked. This was not the start I wanted to have with my junior year. I was used to fooling people that I'm fine when I'm not, so getting around even a good actor like Chris was no problem for the whole time we were at the gym. I may not have been the studious nervous-to-fail two-steps-from-nerd type like Molly, but I cared a lot about my marks. The F ate away at me something fierce. I had to get an 80 on the three papers left in the course to break even, and knowing my prof, that was going to be very hard. One slip-up meant a mistake that was going to cost me an extra year. And more money than I had. I trudged back to the house, the backpack weighing me down more than usual. Chris, as peppy as ever, practically skipped behind me. "You alright, sweetie?" Chris piped up as we neared the house. "You're not normally this silent." I chuckled. "Chris, you're always so concerned about others. Relax, my back just hurts." Chris huffed. "Told you you should have just stuck with 140." He told me. "You pushed yourself too ...
    far. Jerome gives the best massages if y-" "Really, Chris." I interrupted, my smile probably losing its warmness. "I'm fine. Thanks." "Okay." He said hesitantly as he opened the door. He held it for me and I walked in, sighing as I dropped my backpack down near the door. "We're ho-ooome!" Chris sang to Guess Who. Jerome emerged from the living room, the beginnings of a smile on his face. Chris leapt towards him and hugged him. "Hey, baby." He greeted him sweetly. "We all set for tonight?" Jerome smiled enthusiastically as he picked up a bottle from a nearby table. Smirnoff. "All set!" He announced. "This looks like a celebration." I joined in casually. "It sure is." Jerome said happily. "Everything got cleared up. Chris is moving in." "No shit?" I asked happily. "Way to go!" I hugged Chris supportively. "It won't be today, or even in the next week, but it's all straightened out." Chris told me, still in the hug. "It's up to the landlord to give Jer Bear a date for me to move my stuff in. I'll just have some difficulty getting my bed up the stairs." I scratched my head. "There's only one room upstairs, and it already has a bed." I told Chris slowly. He looked at me with one eyebrow lowered. "And it's not yours or Molly's, genius." He quipped. "It's time you knew. Chris and I are in a relationship." Jerome chimed in with his own sarcasm. "Yeah yeah, I know all that." I replied, waving my hands around. "Don't get jokey. But, why don't you just get one king-size bed?" Jerome and ...
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