Chapter Four - A Revealing Situation
"Chiara...Kiki...I'm not even sure what to call you," Marc said with a shake of his head.
Chiara looked up at Marc dreamily, "My name's Chiara but Annie gave me the nickname Kiki. You can call me anything you want."
"Okay then, Kiki. Just so you know, I don't normally put my fingers in a girl's pussy as soon as I meet her."
Chiara giggled then started to chuckle, finally she began laughing so hard she was crying and holding her aching stomach. Marc had looked so solemn and serious when he'd said that that she couldn't help it. Even Marc started to laugh at the situation.
"Marc you can put your fingers or anything else you want in me whenever you want," she murmured to him.
Marc ruffled his fingers through Chiara's hair again and smiled. "Does this mean you're available for a date with me next Friday?"
She gave him an impish grin and pretended to think for a minute then said, "I think I can squeeze you in!" Which made them both laugh.
Chiara looked around and noticed that Annie wasn't in the room with them anymore. She asked Marc where she had gone but he hadn't seen her leave either. Chiara made motions like she wanted to get up and Marc helped her from the bed, wrapping his strong arm around her and guiding her to the door.
As they exited the room some of Marc's frat brothers gave them a standing ovation, not realizing what had really transpired. Chiara blushed deeply and Marc smiled and waved their applause away, telling them that it wasn't what they thought. He looked down at Chiara and whispered to her that she had been a bit noisy when he'd brought her into the room. If she could have blushed more she would have.
Marc insisted that he walk Chiara back to her dorm, and when they got outside they found that it was a lot colder than when she had arrived. He whipped off his Zorro cape and wrapped it around her shoulders.
"There," he said. "It's not much, but at least it'll keep ogling eyes at bay."
"Thanks Marc, I appreciate everything you've done for me. I hope you don't think I'm the way I was before, because I'm not."
Marc looked down at her as they walked along, "I don't Kiki, I've known Annie my whole life and she's a troublemaker of the first degree. I try to stay away from her as much as I can."
"Well she's played a few silly pranks on me since we became roommates but nothing quite this bad before. I don't think this was actually supposed to be a prank. Knowing Annie she was just trying to get me hot for later," Chiara said.
"Hot for later? You mean you and her? How long have you two been, well you know?" Marc looked like he'd been hit by a truck.
Chiara blushed again though he probably didn't notice. "About a month," she said. "It just kinda happened."
Marc frowned, "Nothing 'just happens' when Annie Montgomery is involved Kiki. Trust me, once she gets something into her head she's like a pitbull on a hambone. I don't know how many times she's dragged me into one of her wonderful 'plans' and I've ended up on the bad side of them. I don't even talk to her and try to avoid her like the plague."
They walked on in silence. Chiara was pretty upset with the way that Marc was slagging Annie, so when they got to her dorm she thanked him and walked in, not asking him to walk her to her room.
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As soon as Chiara walked into the dorm Marc got on his cell and called Annie. "Annie you're a fucking idiot!"
"Yes I know," she replied as Chiara came into their room. She waved to her that she'd be a minute.
"Why can't you ever keep your nose clean? Do you always have to blow the shit out of peoples' lives?"
"God I don't know what your problem is!"
"My problem! Jesus Christ, you just about killed your roommate with a vibrator for fuck's sakes!"
"It was an accident, it wasn't supposed to happen that way." Annie said, getting angry herself.
"Then what was the whole vibrator thing about? Was it some twisted way to get your jollies off after the party?" Marc had a sudden realization as to what Annie's goal really was, "Oh god you were setting her up! You fucking bitch, you twisted and turned that poor girl until she literally fell into my arms and I had to rescue her didn't you? You wanted us to meet!" Marc raged at her.
"It's a perfect fit dummy!" Annie snapped back.
"Annie if there was any way I could find so that I'd never known you I would jump at it in a second. All you ever do is fuck up my life!"
Annie was fuming now, "Don't talk to me like that!"
"Don't talk to you like that?" Marc asked as he lost it. "I'll talk to you any damned way I please Annie, I spent a night in jail for drug possession because of you!"
"Oh great, now you're bringing that up again." Annie responded.
"Yeah, I'm bringing it up again. I almost didn't get accepted here because of it!"
"Did I or did I not pay your bail?"
"Go to hell!" Marc said as he mashed the END button on his phone.
"Fine, bye!" Annie replied to dead air.
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"Who was that Annie?" Chiara asked.
"Oh just my stupid brother who doesn't appreciate my help," she replied. "Some people just don't know the lengths I go to to help them."
"So how do you know Marc?'
"Marc? We grew up together, we used to be pretty close. Now he thinks I'm always out to get him but I'm not. It's just sometimes when we get together things kind of go kablooie. I don't mean for bad things to happen they just do, and somehow he always gets the raw side of the deal. I always try to make it up to him but it usually gets worse than when I started. I just wish sometimes he'd understand that I don't want to hurt him." Annie explained sadly.
"Do you hate each other or what?"
"No we don't, well I don't hate him. He's actually a pretty amazing guy, just about bloody perfect if you ask me. You know what I mean?"
"It sounds like you have some pretty strong feelings for Marc, Annie. If it helps I won't see him again."
Annie pulled Chiara into a hug and stroked her hair. "Oh Kiki, you don't have to do that. Marc and I have known each other since we were babies. I do love him but not like that honey. He's perfect for you and you're perfect for him, I know what kinds of girls Marc likes and you're it! Enough of this though, you've had a rough night and probably need some sleep."
Chiara agreed with her and changed into a little shortie nightie, not realizing that she'd kept Marc's cape, and crawled into bed with her. Annie spooned behind Chiara and caressed her neck and shoulders, which made her moan with relief as her tension ebbed. Chiara fell asleep shortly as Annie cooed sweet nothings into her ear.
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The next morning Chiara noticed that Marc's cape was bundled up with her clothes from the party. She grabbed it up and told Annie that she'd be back in a bit.
Annie grinned at her, "Going to see your boyfriend?"
Chiara stuck her tongue out her and told her that he wasn't her boyfriend he was her rescuer.
"That's just semantics!" Annie called to her as Chiara dashed out the door.
When she got to Marc's frat house Chiara realized she had been in such a hurry to return his cape she was still in her nightie. Chiara thanked God she'd at least had the sense to put on some pj shorts. She just shook her head and rang the doorbell. A guy answered the door, looked at her and bellowed out to the house that 'Marc's girlfriend' was there. Chiara stepped in behind him and waited for Marc as frat boys all tried to 'casually' check her out.
Marc finally came to the door and gave her a low whistle. "Uh Kiki I hope you don't go to class like that."
Chiara rolled her eyes and grinned, "Ha ha very funny Zorro, here's your cape.
Marc chuckled and took it from her. "It's good to see you again Kiki. I was afraid that you wouldn't want to see me again after how I acted last night, about Annie and all."
"Annie explained it to me. How you grew up together, and how she sometimes gets a bit over the top with her ideas. I can understand that there's a bit of bad blood between you."
"You know what, let's not talk about Annie. The guys are making a Captain Cholesterol breakfast, would you like some?"
Chiara followed Marc into the house and they sat at the bar counter, and watched while two of his frat brothers were working some magic. Very shortly there were two heaping plates with bacon, eggs, french toast and sausage in front of them. Chiara hadn't realized how hungry she was until just then and tucked into the massive plate of food like a half starved wolf. The room got quiet and she looked up from stuffing a french toast wrapped sausage into her mouth.
"What? I've had a busy night and I'm hungry," she said around a mouthful of food.
