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ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #3

Date: 12/26/2014, Categories: Anal, Celebrities, Gay Male, Author: FrankSinner, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

s*ster's anger haunted her and she just tossed and turned for the next few hours. * * * She had almost been able to drift off when there was a loud sound outside her window, followed by a very shallow knock. Trina crept slowly toward the window and grabbed a baseball bat from the corner, wondering if it was prowler. She pulled back the blinds to see Andre at her windowsill. "Andre!" she said, opening her window slightly. "What the hell are you doing here?" "Sorry... But I couldn't sl*ep and I was kinda thinkin' all about you since I saw you lookin' fine at lunch today. Thought I might come over and see if you wanted to hang." "At 2 o'clock in the morning?!" "Yeah... I guess... you feelin' me?" Trina just stared at Andre for several seconds, trying to ignore his flirty tone. For a moment she considered letting him stay, but her fear that he would act like Beck or Robbie changed her mind. "Sorry Andre, but I'm really tired. Maybe another time. Like during the day. And you could call first." "Sorry... yeah... my b. I’mma go home now," he said, backing out and looking really hurt at the rebuff. "Sorry again for waking you up. Call me, girl." "Yeah... sure." Trina said watching him climb out the window and down the side of her house. She sauntered back to her bed, tossing the bat back into the corner, and climbed underneath the covers. She stared up at the ceiling and prayed that sl*ep would finally come for her. * * * Not surprisingly, Tori had zero interest in dealing with her ... s*ster the next day, and made plans to hang out with Jade and the iCarly people as soon as she got up. Trina just saw her for a moment on Trina's way to the shower before her s*ster headed out to Jade's. Part of her wanted to apologize for being bitchy and everything, but if that was Tori's attitude, then Trina had no interest in talking to her s*ster. Trina scrounged around the kitchen to try and find some food for a late breakfast/early lunch. She wasn't the best cook in the house and with Tori pissed and gone, her mom gone on some trip, with Gary no doubt, and her dad not getting off until 7 that night, there was no one around to do her cooking for her. She finally settled on cereal; even she couldn't screw up cereal. She plopped down on the couch and flipped through the TV, searching for something to watch on this boring lonely day. After what felt like an hour, she settled into watching some romantic comedy that wasn't very good, but it wasn't bad enough to change the channel. And as soon as that one went off, another followed right behind it. The time flew by so fast, Trina didn't even realize she'd been laying on the couch for nearly 4 hours. Trina might have stayed there if it wasn't for the doorbell. She took her time getting to the door, wondering who would be stopping by. A quick look through the peephole told her everything she needed to know, as she let the stout cowboy into her house. "Urn, Nate, as much as I like to see you... and I do, Tori's not here. But I'm ...