Then, she crossed one of her legs across his stomach, knelt on her knees and pushed her pudenda to rest on his mouth.
“You can eat me while I eat you as usual.”
Robinson began to eat her with his tongue. Every so often he would kiss and lick.
“I wonder how she learned these sex tricks,” he thought, and continued enjoying and eating her while she wiggled her butt up and down, hoping he would not disappoint her because he had never had it this way before. Suddenly, his joy was cut short. The bathroom door opened and the person she was speaking with appeared. The Good Luck Piece from the Master which he had dropped in his house had failed him.
At Ahmed's house.
He had just watched the National News, and was pleased with the work of the police. They did a thorough job, and he had not suspected that the suspect could have weapons. Then, he gave the Commissioner of Police a call and appreciated him for a job well done.
“Thank you, Ahmed, for assisting the police in fishing out the man. He had been on our wanted list. Hello, Brigadier, are you there?”
“Yeah! I'm with you.”
“Like I was saying, he had been on our wanted list for some time.”
“I see. Why was he on your wanted list?”
“He was associated with many kidnap and abduction cases, and he was suspected to be responsible for the death of his wife five years ago.”
“That is too bad. Just do a good job. If you need any evidence, just kindly let me know,” Ahmed, who was thrilled, advised.
“All right, Brigadier.”
'He killed his wife five years ago and had come to marry another person's wife. Truly speaking, we have many insane people in our society,' he mumbled.
At the State University Campus.
The six youngsters were grateful to Ahmed after watching the National News. They presumed that they narrowly escaped from the ugly incident. Ahmed would have as well allowed them to be arrested alongside the boss. Then, they reasoned among themselves.
“He chose to show us mercy.”
“What would have been our fate if we were paraded alongside the man?”
One of them asked amidst tears.
“My parents would have committed suicide out of shame.”
“That would have been disastrous for my parents, too.”
“I have learned my lesson.”
“I will never allow anybody to use me for any useless assignment.”
Meanwhile, Ahmed's reason for releasing the students was simple. The adult who would have corrected them was the person encouraging them into evil. He introduced them to criminal activities, for now, the adult should suffer alone. Moreover, he had the plan to hand them over to Victor for mentoring.
At Mr. Morris's Lounge.
He returned from the dinner very elated as he was beginning to live his life to the fullest. Before now, he had been withdrawn from people, only had relationships with people for official reasons and no more. After the feud between his father and Jessica's father cost him the love of his life, Jessica Murray, he found the relationship between humans meaningless. Then, the memory of how Jessica was killed flashed through his mind.
Three Decades ago.
Now, he got off class that day and was about leaving with her. Meanwhile, as a student of Haven Montessori High School, the school of the blue blood, his father's driver had come to pick him, and Jessica. She had been aloof since he saw her in the morning, and declined his offer to give her a ride. When she announced that she was not going along with him, he was saddened because it had been their practice to go home together since they became lovers four months ago.
“All right, Jessy, I will see you tomorrow. Take good care of yourself,” he said, and placed his hand on her shoulder.
“All right Jeffrey. I will take care of myself. I hope you understand?”
Now, she was already tearing up as if she knew she was going to die. He was also trying to tear up, but he was man enough to control himself and responded, “I understand, Jessy. See you tomorrow.”
Then, he joined his dad's driver in the company of his Personal Assistant, and they took off. A few seconds after the driver took off, he got a call from his teacher, Mr. George Green. Then, he picked, and greeted, “Hello, Mr. Green.”
“Jeffrey, can you come to my quarters if you are still within the school premises?”
“All right, Mr. Green. I will be with you shortly.”
“Take me to the Staff Quarters, I want to see one of my teachers,” he informed his driver at once.
“All right, Young Master.” The driver answered before he took him to the Staff Quarters. When he parked, Jeffrey instructed,
“You can leave. You don't have to wait for me. I will give you a call when I'm done with Mr. Green.”
“I got it, Young Master. I will wait for your call.”
“It's okay. All the same, in case I don't call, pick me up after two hours.”
“It is okay, Young Master. Be careful,” the driver replied, and took a critical look at him as if he knew that it would be the last time he would see him.
“I will,” he responded. Then, the driver and the Personal Assistant left immediately, while he walked into the Staff Quarters to see his teacher. The driver already knew he was not going to call because he might be carried away. So, he had made up his mind to check on him after two hours so that he would close for the day.
Mr. George Green was a twenty-seven-year-old teacher, who was not married yet but had a girlfriend. He welcomed Jeffrey and they had lunch together. After the lunch, Jeffrey asked, "Why did you send for me, Mr. Green?”
“I sent for you for many reasons. One, to have lunch with you, which we have just had. Two, to ask you to assist me with the marking of some scripts as the most brilliant chap I have met. Three, for you to keep me company while I have some chats with you.”
“And four?” Jeffrey asked amusingly, and they laughed heartily.
“Let's be done with the first three. We will talk about the number four later.”
“It is all right, Mr. Green.”
Now, he took him to his study and gave him some scripts and the marking schemes. Then, he settled down to mark them while Mr. Green marked some too. Meanwhile, they chatted on different topics while they worked. After about four hours, Jeffrey announced, “My driver should have been here by now, I wonder what is keeping him.”
Now, Mr. George Green, who was engrossed with his work, looked up at the wall clock.
“Wow. It is really late. Why not give him a call?"
“I will do that right away.”
“Meanwhile, let me get a cup of tea for you while you do that.”
“Thank you, Mr. Green.”
Now, Jeffrey put his hand in his pocket to get his phone, to his surprise, it was not there. He walked back to the dining table where he had lunch and looked around, but it was not there too. When Mr. Green returned to the parlor with the cup of tea and saw him walking around, he inquired, “What are you looking for?”
“My handset. I can't find it,” he answered sharply.
Then, Mr. Green assisted in searching for the handset but could not find it either. Then, he handed over the cup of tea to him and advised, “Have your tea first. I will walk back to the gate and look for it. It may have fallen off from your pocket.”
“Thank you, Mr. Green. Kindly check whether my driver is parked outside. He may be trying to reach me.”
“I will do that. Just take your tea.”
“All right, Mr. Green. I appreciate.”