Dressed in a gray sleeveless shirt, gray shorts, black socks, black shoes, the cruel, eighteen-year old Mei stood in Chang's apartment as she held an physics book in her hand. Her waist-length black hair was pulled into a ponytail while bangs covered her forehead's middle.
Next to Mei, Cayi was dressed in a short-sleeved white shirt, blue jeans, white shoes, the eighteen-year old girl's eyes trained on Chang.
The living room's ceiling light glowed against Chang as the eighteen-year old was dressed in a white tank top, dark blue shorts, white socks, gray shoes.
Chang emitted a heavy sigh, crossed his muscular arms. He said, "Do you really have to make me your dance partner for that competition? When are you going to get bored of me? And why is your friend here?"
Mei slammed the physics book against Chang's left arm. Chang gritted his teeth, longed to snap Mei's spine.
Cayi smiled.
"Stop with the questions. And you're my bitch. I own your cock. I own you." Mei said, keeping her eyes trained on Chang's eyes. "You will do everything I tell you. Now, give me your phone. I'm going to put my number in it, put your number in mine. I'll do other things with your phone, too. While I do all that, you're going to go into your room with Cayi. Since you only gave Lu your nice, big cock earlier, me and Cayi are deprived. That's going to change today. And as always, let me remind you I'll accuse you of rape if you don't cooperate with me."
Chang uncrossed his arms, pulled his cellphone from his pocket. He gave the device to Mei, the cruel girl snatching it from the boy in the process.
Mei placed her arm around Cayi's shoulders.
"And Cayi is my best friend. You're my bitch. If you hurt her, you'll wish your mom never had you." Mei said before removing her arm from around Cayi's shoulders. She slapped Cayi's ass. "Have fun."
Mei had Chang's cellphone, which was not a positive fact for Chang. Since the moment Mei hurt Chang in the restroom inside their school, Chang had the intense urge to kill Mei.
With Chang's cellphone, Mei had the power to contact the boy's girlfriend Sa Sa. The fact made a bitter uneasiness settle inside Chang's body.
Chang took a trembling breath.
He took quick steps to his bedroom. When Cayi was inside the bedroom, Chang closed the door. While Cayi walked towards the bed, Chang trained his eyes on the girl's swaying hips, her body, released a sigh.
If Chang had sex with Cayi, the girl's pussy would be the fourth Chang's cock was inside that day.
After sitting on Chang's bed, Cayi focused on the framed photograph on the wall. The photograph displayed a five-year old Chang sitting on a red sofa with a slim woman sitting beside him.
Chang traced Cayi's gaze to the framed photograph. The boy clenched his fists as he filled his mind with the moment Mei spit on the anti-drug rug in his living room.
The boy kept his eyes trained on the framed photograph, unclenched his fists when six seconds passed.
"You hate Mei, don't you?" Cayi said one minute later. Chang turned to face her, widened his eyes while gesturing to the closed door. "Don't worry. We can talk about it, even if she was in this room with us."
Chang faced the closed door, hoped Mei didn't plunge his non-waterproof cellphone in the toilet, hoped Mei would not punish him if he reveals his hatred for the cruel girl.
Shaking his head, Chang said, "Not saying anything."
Chang moved to the spot in front of the closed door, pressed his left ear against the door's wooden material.
Creaking floorboards didn't meet his ears, which must have meant Mei must have been standing or sitting. Chang assumed she was using his cellphone, viewing photographs and videos he did not have the urge to let her see.
"She's my best friend, but this isn't a good cop-bad cop routine. I'm not going to pretend to be good while secretly planning on hurting you." Cayi said before rising from the bed. "I know I found it funny when she hit you with the book, but I'm the nicest of Mei's friends. And plus, she's going to hurt you, regardless of what you say or don't say."
Chang shut his eyes, pulled his ear from the door. He opened his eyes before saying, "How I feel about her? Let's just say hate would be an understatement. No words will give a good enough impression of how much I hate her. Okay?"
Cayi moved to the spot behind Chang. She wrapped her left arm around him, slid her right hand to the boy's crotch, kept her hand there.
"She knows you hate her." Cayi said as Chang closed his eyes, the boy preparing to obey Mei's command, not intending on becoming a prisoner. "Who wouldn't hate the person who moved a chicken leg into their butt?"
Chang exhaled through his mouth as embarrassment and warm rage filled him.
Cayi tapped Chang's cock through his clothes four times, stroked it. Blood traveled to Chang's penis as it hardened while growing.
"Stay facing the door while you undress. I'm going to get out of my clothes, too." Cayi said.
Chang opened his eyes while Cayi put distance between the two.
Longing to be done with having sex with Cayi as soon as possible, Chang took off his clothes at an quick pace.
He stood, waiting.
While Chang tapped his right foot with impatience, Cayi said, "Turn around."
Chang faced Cayi, who stood naked. The girl's clothes were folded on the brown dresser in the room.
Appreciating the fact Cayi was neat, Chang said, "Maybe you really are nicer than the rest of them."
The boy trained his eyes on Cayi's right side, which had a red dragon tattooed on it.
He grinned.
"That's a nice-looking tattoo." Chang said, gesturing to the dragon tattoo. "I don't plan on ever getting one. In the line of work I want to have, tattoos might be frowned upon."
Cayi moved to the spot near the bed, sat on it. She patted the spot next to her, longing for Chang to sit beside her.
"I want to talk some more." Cayi said when Chang sat next to her. She stroked her B-cup sized breasts, stopped stroking them. "I'll tell you how I met Mei. Back in elementary school, there was a group of older girls bigger than me who always loved targeting me and Lu. I wasn't friends with Lu, but we hid from the girls in a hidden spot on the playground. When the girls found us anyway and robbed us of the money we had, Mei came. The bigger girls all had tree branches with them, but Mei had nothing. Anyway, we ran away when Mei told us to. The next day, Mei was looking alright while the gang of other girls had bruises and band-aids on them. She's a real tough girl. And brutal. But even though you've been abused by her, and I'm nice, I'm still going to use you. I want you to know that."
Chang nodded, aware it was pointless to not have sex with Cayi, if he intended on never becoming a prison inmate in his life.
He turned his head to the closed bedroom door, Mei entering his mind. The boy had the intense urge to have his cellphone back.
Cayi moved her hand to Chang's huge cock. She grabbed it, stroked the warm erection as she kept her focus on it.
A girl's warm hand stroking his cock, Chang released a soft sigh.
When Cayi used her other hand to caress Chang's balls, the boy said, "You know what you're doing."
