SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID by KIARI HORSFALL

Forgiveness And Open Confessions

Bryce was in the shower when he heard soft whispering voices. He paused to listen. At first he had thought that it was only a figment of his imagination but when it came again for the second time, he was convinced had to agree to the fact that someone was in his

bedroom. Was it Nella?

It can't be Nella. She always called and asked for permission whenever she wanted to see him or come over and they haven't really spoken to each other for days now. He would've said that maybe his house was being robbed but the girly giggle didn't sound like a robber. Whatever it was, it still didn't change the fact that there was someone in his bedroom.

He quickly finished with his bath and tied a towel around his waist then he reached for the other one that was meant to dry up his hair before stepping out of the bathroom.

There, he came face to face with the woman whom he had been avoiding all evening. Her back faced him so she didn't know that he was standing behind her. Was this supposed to be another temptation? All he ever wanted to do was sleep through today and pretend as if it never happened but how was he supposed to do that when the universe kept on throwing her towards his direction.

He could do this all day but it won't do him any good because she had always managed to give him a boner without trying too hard.

But when she said that she had come to apologize, it had him intrigued. If he could remember correctly then he was the one who acted like a total dickhead so why would she apologize?

He had been upset and just when he thought he'd heard it all, she went further to ask if she did something wrong.

"And what makes you think that you did something wrong?" He had asked, closing the bridge between them. He noticed how nervous and uncomfortable she had become underneath his gaze. Was she scared? Frightened? He didn't have a clue. He's not the one to understand a woman's feelings but this particular woman was slowly breaking the standard that he had held up for himself to this very moment.

"I don't know..." She trailed off and folded her arms across her chest. "You got angry at me after the game. You stopped talking to me. I tried to get you to say something but you kept on ignoring me and so I figured that you were still mad at me." "Hera..." He breathed heavily "I am not mad at you."

pukered her lips in an angry pout. It was supposed to be serious but so

did wrong so that we can settle our differences and go back to being

that he didn't think he was prepared for. Whoever invented that crazy word needs a mental check because so far, it had done nothing but ruin his life. "It's not very nice

the death of me.

know what you did?" He asked and she

him goodbye. Do you know him from somewhere?" He rushed out the words before he could stop them. Hera looked at him confusing. She slowly lets go of

him goodbye? You were with me Hera and I didn't like the fact that you...smiled at

it wrong to smile at someone?" She asked innocently "I was just

and I don't want you getting hurt and that's why you're

at anyone else." She crossed her hands over her chest in a solemn

her in for a hug and she melted

he found it difficult to let her go. Focus man! You don't want to scare

her. She's your

in a bid to calm his raging hormones that were already running

"It's fine. I forgive

offering." He reached out to his table,

He had noticed that she had thing with gifts. She was always happy to tear a package open

when she got to see the

chuckled and walked back to his closet. He pulled out loose top and shorts. "Would you like us to