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."
