《Please Help Me Remember》8
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Currently I was laying in my bed. The recess lighting in my room were different so they changed colors with a little remote that I had on the side of my bed. I stared up and the pink lost in my thoughts. The one picture of Alasdair was addicting to look at. He was so good looking I didn't know what to do with myself. Something about his smirk and stained hands had drove me crazy leaving me smiling like a maniac.
I reached for my phone by the pillow and pulled up Alsadairs contact. It was a dark outside and the clock read 11:01. I put the phone to my ear after pushing the call icon.
After two rings I heard the voice I've been wanting to hear. The voice that made my heart beat so much faster. "Baby" he drawled. The endearment caused my stomach to get fuzzy.
"Hi" I managed out. It was silent for a bit "what are you up to" I asked and I was genuinely curious, what does Alasdair do in his free time? "I just got out of the shower"
I let out a small gasp. "Should I call you back?" Did I interrupt his shower? Maybe I shouldn't have called him. I only did it to hear his voice. That was very selfish of you.
Selfish
I'm being selfish aren't I?
Of course you are its not even a question to ask.
Selfish, it's not good to be selfish.
No....
It is, depending on the situation
"No it's fine, it would be senseless for you to call me back, it will only take 5 minutes" he said calmly. I nodded quickly saying an ok knowing he can't see me.
I heard shuffling through the line, then his voice. "Did you find anything?" I let a hum if confirmation. "I found a few roller skates" and I was telling the truth, there were 3 pairs in my closet when I was getting pj's. One white, one pink, and one a light blue.
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"Did you like them?" He asked. His voice was far away letting me know he put his phone down. "I didn't try them on maybe later" i said quietly. "I found photos, one of the- well two of them." I said trying to get my mind on track.
"What about the photos"
"They were intriguing, was it taken on Halloween? One was very" erotic? What should I say?
"Very what, bunny?" He questioned. How am I supposed to word it, what am I supposed to say? "I don't know how to explain it...exciting?"
"Exciting?" I just hummed in approval if what he said. "What did you do today?" I asked.
"A lot of paperwork"
I scrunched my nose thinking about how boring it would be. Knowing his job position, there must if been stacks. I heard more shuffling until his voice became louder the the phone speaker nest to my ear. "What are you up to bunny?"
"Nothing really just looking at lights, I'm very tired" imI whispered the last part hoping he might not hear it. "Go to sleep I'll call you in the morning" I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could a deep goodnight filled my ears as well as the end if a call beep.
I sighed and turned around wanting to get some sleep.
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It was dark but the sound of laughter filled my ears. It was bright and bubbly, sounded like a girl was having fun.
The female voice said happily. A few hard bangs followed by a cracking sound filled the room. A mumbled voice that sounded like it was struggling said something. But what ever he was trying to say sounded choked. And muffled.
the female voice sounded. With a light tone at the end like she was amused, but because I can see I don't know what she's referring too.
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The voice was struggling. Why was he struggling. There were a few chocking sounds before it went quietly. A loud sigh ecoed in my head .
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I looked up at the bright ceiling. That deep voice sounded like Alasdairs.....the girl....I felt as though it was me. It had to be who else could it be? Was it a memory? What was happening?
I sat up raising my arms above my head to stretch. I let out a sound of contempt brushing the hair out of my face. I looked around my room to see Alasdair on my desk chair. He was leaning back on it his right arm on the armrest while his hand was to his lips. He stared straight at me with an unreadable cold expression, anyone else would've thought he was looking at something uninteresting, but I knew he was only thinking.
"Come here" his voice was raspy and added more deepness to his voice. Having not seen him for a bit and the way I depend on me had me throwing my sheets off and jogging to him. I was in between his legs looking down at him, but not greatly as he was tall. A few strands fell into my face, I didn't bother moving them because Alasdair was too pretty.
"Alasdair" His name rolled off my tongue as I straddled his lap. At first I thought I would be shy around him. But I don't think thats in my character. I snuggled my head to the crook of his neck, trying to get as close as possible.
Al wrapped an arm around my waist and got up standing in front of the mirror in the corner. "Which photo baby?" I stretched back holding one arm towards Al as I bent back to look at the photos. Although they were upside down I could still find them.
"These" I softly whispered putting my finger on the picture. As I'm about to pull back I take in the position we're in, it was very erotic. Al looked at me through the mirror his wyes holding something.
A lot of flashbacks with indecent things came into my mind.
Hearing me beg and knowing it was for Alasdair caused tingles and everything was hot. Als face held a smirk, a sadistic kind of smirk. "What are you thinking about bunny?"
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