The Girl Who Just Couldn't Say No

"Just think of it like candy or something." The guy said, stretching, sitting, then locking his arms behind his head, comfortable in every aspect.

'How on earth did I get into this mess?' was the main thought running through my mind. Not the same words, repeatedly, mind you. I'm not that stupid or boring. Saying things in different ways is so much more fun.

Beth hesitated, staring up at the boy. 'Ooh, what do I do?' she thought, panicking more than ever. 'I'm not a whore, I'm not a whore!'

Thoughts flashed before her eyes as she remembered what happened and groaned. 'Why do I get myself into these messes? Blind date, and he's already forcing me to suck him off!'

Kneeling down at his feet, Beth had no idea what she should do. She couldn't say no. She didn't know how to. Never in her life had she said no. And she was afraid, so afraid if he ran away he would beat her.

Beth continued to stall for time, knowing he wouldn't notice for awhile. It was one of the many skills she'd adapted to, since she was unable to say no. She'd dreamed of being able to say it, but was unable to pronounce the word. At the very least, she was able to say "I wouldn't like to" or fancier ways of saying no. But when it came down to it, the word was practically unthinkable, it took a lot of strength for her to even imagine it.

Steadily, she raised her arms and began to move her hands in the direction of his penis. Just thinking of what she was about to do sent an involuntary chill down her spine. She was panicking internally, but another skill she had developed was that she was able to look neutral when internally, a million different things were going on.

Some nights she prayed to God for valuable skills like people not noticing her too often, their inability to realize delays in her actions, and that neutrality many people obsessed with keeping their emotions under wraps would die for.

Her hands were about to curl around the place she REALLY did not want them to, her head lowering to partake in this horrifying slutty action. And that's when the door slammed open, hard enough to smash a hole into the nearest wall.

"SHIT!" Jake swore when he saw who it was, pulling his pants and boxers back on and zipping them up as fast as possible. Doing so, he stood up and faced the intruder.

Beth, meanwhile, was mortified. Looking back with her friends she might laugh, but right now, she just wanted to curl up and die.

"We're dead meat," Jake said, voicing the obvious.

Beth usually wasn't one for sarcasm, but she couldn't help it. "I already knew that, dumbass."

Jake sent her a scathing look out of the corner of his eye as the figure approached.

TBC

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xAmax: Yeah, I felt like writing a chapter ficcie. No idea where this is gonna go, but I need practice, so I'm sure I'll keep writing. Hopefully, chapter 4 of L4 will be up soon. Still not sure if that'll be the last chapter or not.