All characters in this story are above the age of eighteen.
Lisa awoke quite early the next morning, because she had to go to her lectures today. She found 60 bucks on her bedside table and put them in her purse. She felt awesome today. Her body ached a bit, but in a nice way, as if she had done a hard workout and then had a good night's sleep. She took off her nightgown and smiled at her naked reflection in the mirror. Damn even she found herself cute. She tried to look sexy, but it didn't work. Either she looked cute or stupid. Her long blond hair was in a bit of disarray and she started to brush it. Her large blue eyes wandered down to her small, but nicely rounded firm breasts. Her nipples looked better today, but the breasts themselves had some tiny scratches on them, but they were just barely visible. These scratches were actually everywhere. When she looked closer she could see them on her flat belly and petite legs. She turned around. Her back and bum were covered in them too. When she pulled her buttocks apart she could see that even her asshole showed some marks, but they didn't hurt and would probably be gone in a day or two. Nothing to worry about.
She touched her clit and it felt better as well. Maybe Danny's ointment had worked after all. The memory of him touching her private parts to treat her made her horny and she wanted to masturbate, but unfortunately there was no time for that.
Finally satisfied with her appearance she blew her reflection a kiss and got dressed. A short time later she hopped on her bike and rode to the lecture.
Danny woke up hours later. It was warm and he was sweating. He had a headache and his dick hurt. He slowly opened his eyes, when he realized that he was laying on a wet mattress. What the fuck! He got up. It smelled like piss. Was he such a loser that he had wet his bed? He couldn't remember ever doing it before. How disgusting! Why hadn't he woken up, but had slept in his piss all night?
A single rose lay in his bed. He couldn't remember taking one to his room. He thought he had left everything in Lisa's room. Was he beginning to get blackouts as well? He never has had them before, but he never had pissed himself in his sleep as well.
Had Lisa been in his room while he had been asleep? He doubted that. And even if she had done it she would not be able to remember it. She hopefully wouldn't be able to remember anything at all. He felt somewhat guilty for what he had done to her. Especially sticking that rose into her urethra must have been really uncomfortable for her, but yesterday he just hadn't been able to resist this urge and all in all she seemed to have enjoyed it as well.
He shouldn't feel guilty. She could have stopped it any time. Whenever she had asked him to stop he had stopped and he had given her money. Not a lot, but still enough to get her through the week. He probably would have spent the same amount just to watch the videos he had taken yesterday, but that didn't matter. He had helped her. He should feel good about himself. He was a good guy.
Danny hardly didn't see Lisa at all during the week. He spent his days jerking off or drinking with friends and when he woke up in the morning Lisa was long gone to attend her lectures and when she came home in the evening she would go to her room immediately.
It was Friday when he met her again. It was his pizza day. Once a month he got his ass up and made himself a pizza from scratch. He had bought fresh tomatoes, some chillies, nice cheese and a big salami. The dough had rested for a while now and he could start with the topping. He was just about to start cutting the tomatoes when Lisa walked into the kitchen. She was wearing blue jeans and a tight white top. It fitted her perfectly and any other girl would probably have looked very sexy in that outfit, but Lisa just looked cute and her smile made her look even cuter.
"You are cooking?" she wondered.
"I'm making pizza. Would you like one too?"
"Hm.. Just like that?"
"Yeah I have plenty."
"You don't want me to do anything for it?"
"No. Sometimes I'm just nice."
"Hm."
"Lol. You almost seem disappointed," Danny laughed, "you can help me if you like."
"Okay."
Danny flung the dough into the air and twirled it around.
"Wow. That looks really professional," Lisa said impressed, "do you mind if I film it?"
"No, go ahead. I have worked in a pizzeria for a while. You can peel the tomatoes if you like."
"Hm.. I should probably take my top off. I don't want any tomato juice on it."
"Lisa, did you drink?"
"No. I ate some of the liquor sweets, but that's all."
"Are you sure?"
"Maybe a glass of wine."
She took off her top and her white bra as well. Her blond curls fell over her shoulders and almost reached down to her breasts. She looked admiringly at Danny with her large blue eyes. He was really good. I wonder if he can keep doing this, while I suck his dick. Where the fuck did this thought come from? But before she could stop, she heard herself saying,
"I bet 20 bucks you can't do that while I suck your dick."
"You do what? You are making it really difficult to be a nice guy."
"But you aren't a nice guy."