Children Of A Lesser God 32 Beware The Knife Behind The Smile

He wasn't drawn to this mystery girl or to Malene. It was more like a reaction from being close to them caused him to feel it in his blood. Although it seemed like she was giving off a vibe, the truth was that Laz could feel something more akin to a dissonance. He could feel she was different in the same was she could feel he was different. Humans wouldn't be able to perceive that since they couldn't feel the difference within them. It was almost like the changes were born from human blood but became something different each time.

Laz almost wondered if that meant there were people similar to him, Joey, or Malene that would cause a positive reaction.

He chased that thought away quickly as he had other problems to deal with right now. As the girl got closer, Laz was able to see her more clearly. She didn't seemed to be either dressed up or down, but in more of a causal flair. She wore some off brand sneakers, skin tight, thigh hugging, dark blue jeans and a loose flowing red top that revealed just the right amount of her already ample cleavage. Her dirty blond hair was shining in the cold, florescent light which gave it a golden hue. She seemed to smile natural as though she was enjoying herself no matter what she was doing. Her full, pink lips were perfectly highlighted by her high cheek bones and gentle, soft skin.

Her eyes were a deep black that seemed to capture the golden light shinning from her hair. Laz couldn't help but be moved by this girl. Although she was beautiful, she didn't carry herself highly and didn't walk around with arrogance. Her looked screamed girl next store that although you could dream about her, you wouldn't get her.

The sounds of her walking echoed in the hallway as she came closer and closer to were Laz was hiding. He couldn't help but think she was somewhat familiar, but he didn't know why.

Laz had ducked back a bit inside the room so he wouldn't be apparent, but he could still make out her approach with his senses. As she was about to come to the door, Laz held his breath slightly so as to calm his nerves. This was the first time he would met another by himself so he was a bit nervous.

Just when he thought it was time for her to come in, he heard a door move and a voice come from across the hallway.

"You needed something?" The female's voice was pleasant sounding, but somewhat cold or detached. It screamed a lack of caring on her part, but was very charming to the ears, making for a strange contrast. In Laz's opinion, it felt like the voice even hid a trace of disgust.

"Ah, Karen, you're here," came Tommy's response while he kept thrusting his shaft into the dark haired girl's throat. Laz could still hear her gagging sounds as he kept talking.

"Come give me a kiss," Tommy asked while thrusting harder.

"When your friends are around, that's fine as it's part of the deal. When they aren't, I'm not here for your bull s.h.i.t." The girl responded coldly.

"Oh come on, don't be like that. I can give you more..." Tommy started trailing off as he violently slammed his torso against the girl's face as though he was completely stimulated. She barely held back the feeling of vomiting again since she no longer had anything to vomit out.

"Not worth it. It's a business deal and that's it. I bring you what you need and I get what I need. To maintain appearances, I'm your girlfriend in public."

"But two things," the girl said getting closer to him, smiling the entire time.

"One. If you grope me in front of your friends again, I will split your b.a.l.l.s with my foot." The girl moved right up in front of his face so that her eyes were level with his while she held her two fingers up in between them, smiling even wider.

"Two. My name is Kennedy you jacka.s.s. If you call me the wrong name again, you can bet that after I break your b.a.l.l.s, I will shove them up your a.s.s." After saying that, she stepped back 3 feet and looked at him for his reaction. Only she knew that she didn't want to lose his business, but she needed to have respect as well or it would never work.

After having Kennedy in his face and threatening him like that, Tommy couldn't hold himself back anymore and grabbing dark haired girl's head, he clamped her to his waist and moaned loudly, e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.n.g. deep inside her throat.

After he was done, he pulled himself back and kicked the trash can over again so that she could vomit what was now inside her. Walking to the teacher's desk, he grabbed out his wallet, pulled out some money and walked over to Kennedy, handing it to her.

"Here, give me the regular stuff. There will be a party soon and I will need several different things to entertain them with," Tommy said, not even bothering to cover himself.

Kennedy pulled out a bag from her back pocket and handed it over, taking the money in return. Laz couldn't help but wondering how she could keep anything in those pockets considering how plump her a.s.s was, especially in those jeans which seemed to fit like a second skin. He also seemed to come to a few conclusions after witnessing this scene, but he wasn't sure.

"Just tell me when, what and how much. If you leave it to me, you will get a huge selection, but you can bet it will cost more," Kennedy replied with no change of expression. It seemed like this situation wasn't something that bothered her. Laz had to give her a cheers for that since if he saw a woman standing in front of him naked, still dripping with after s.e.x juices, he had no idea how he would maintain his composure.

It seemed like she was indeed older than him.

"I will text you. Are you sure I can't offer you something for your services? I'm quite interested in seeing what a well versed girl like you is capable of and you know I can pay," Tommy sneered a bit as though he thought she could be easily purchased if he offered enough.

For the first time during the conversation, Kennedy looked down at Tommy's somewhat shrunken manhood and let out a small laugh. Although her voice was normally quite cold sounded, Laz could feel an honest amus.e.m.e.nt with her laugh.

"Sorry, but you can't pay me enough to have to deal with that. Text me when your ready," Kennedy finally stopped laughing and started walking for the door, completely ignoring Tommy.

Walking out of the cla.s.sroom, she closed the door quietly behind her while Tommy just stood in place dazed. Right as the door was about to shut, Tommy's face became red as it twisted into quite the mix or rage and hatred.

Kennedy walked a few steps over to the cla.s.sroom that Laz had been hiding in and without even opening the door wider or checking inside, she just said, "Wait 5 minutes and then follow me."

With that, she walked down the hall in the direction of the exit, the same place that Laz was heading.

After hearing what she said, Laz knew he didn't have much of a choice and prepared to do as asked. Since he was going to wait, he figured he would look in a bit more on Tommy to see what his reaction was. He wanted to understand more about him since it seemed like things were going to get twisted from here on out.

Tommy stood there for a minute while shaking, his anger totally consuming him. He then turned away from the door and walked over to the girl who was now done vomiting.

Yanking her head back, he reached across and slapped her face.

"Stop f.u.c.king throwing up and clean this s.h.i.t up, NOW!" He yelled while pointing at his limp and now somewhat tiny member.

"I swear to G.o.d I will make that b.i.t.c.h pay. If I didn't f.u.c.king need her..." Tommy trailed off and started talking gibberish while he stood there, letting the girl clean him up as though he were some king.

"You will do for the next event since I don't have anyone else. Annie will call you with the details. It will be up to you as to how much you can make, but if you are this s.h.i.tty about it, I doubt it will be much. Oh, and if you're a virgin, I suggest you get over that soon unless you plan to sell that there, cause you can bet you will be used." Tommy said, putting on his clothes and walking towards the door.

"Clean up before you leave," was the last thing he said as he walked out the door without even bothering to look at her.

Laz had already disappeared inside the cla.s.sroom as Tommy came out and walked back the other way. Noticing that the 5 minutes were up, he went in the direction that Kennedy had gone. Although part of him wanted to say something to the unnamed girl stuck cleaning up her own vomit in a school cla.s.sroom, he knew there was no point, She had her reasons and he wasn't going to get involved anyway. As opposed to interjecting himself into something he wasn't going to be a part of, he felt it was better to not embarra.s.s her by seeing her face to face.

Walking away, he could hear her quiet sobs in the cla.s.sroom ringing in his ears.