Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 57

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 57

Stephanie actually has me
leave my room as she changes into her pajamas,
and when she lets me back in, she is already
under the blanket. I’m curious about her
behavior, it’s not like we hadn’t seen each other
completely nakked a few hours ago, but decide to
let her have her way.
I usually sleep in just my Cr7 boxers. Since I don’t
care if she sees me, I strip right there, and slide
under the covers, next to her.
Stephanie scoots her back to me, and I pull my arm
around her, enjoying the delicious warmth of her
body pressed close to mine. Despite all of the
sleep I’ve had today, it only takes a few minutes,
and I’m out, the soft scent of Stephanie’s hair filling
my nostrils.
When ‘Aeris’s Theme’( my alarm tune) starts playing on my
phone, I’m confused. Vage hadn’t taken me last
night. Is she still upset about what I’d done to
her? Or worse. . . Did we not do it enough, and
she is right now, all alone on her ship, dying. . .
STOP IT Nick, I demand of myself, knowing that
worrying will change nothing, and help even less.
“Is that from Final Fantasy VII?” Startled, I fall out
of bed immediately. I’d completely forgotten that Stephanie had
stayed the night with me. She laughs at me, as I try to
recover, and get back to my feet.
The attractive brunette gets out of bed, and I see
for the first time what she is wearing. It’s a pink
camisole, with matching pink shorts, which
show off her figure well. Her legs look long and
well toned, coming up to her nice arse. She catches me
looking, and gives me a small smile, and a s*xy**

little shake. Despite how I’d felt yesterday, my
d!ckson has finally woken up, and it likes what I’m
looking at just as much as I do.
“Ahh! I look a fright this morning,” she cries, as
she spies herself in the mirror. I have to argue
with that though. With her hair all mussed up,
and no makeup on at all, she pulls the s*xy** bed-
head look off pretty damn well.
She locks the door to the bathroom, however,
before I can state my case, and stays in there for
almost half an hour. By the time Stephanie finally
comes out, her makeup is done, her hair
flawless, and she looks smoking hot in a pair of
tight jeans, and a red top that is loose, and yet still
shows her figure well.
My roomie has been complaining about being locked
out of the only bathroom, but even he shuts his
mouth when Stephanie walks out. Since I’d
showered last night, I only need to brush my
teeth using Oral B, run my fingers through my hair, and I’m
ready to go; being a man is just easier,
sometimes.

Stephanie is disappointingly gone by the time I
come out of the bathroom.
For the first time in a long time, I feel fully
refreshed, as I start my day. My finals today go
by pretty easy, and even though people are still
avoiding me, Dan stays away as well, so I don’t
mind too much.
I see Richard sitting by himself at lunch, and
something inside me makes me sit by him.
“What do you want?” Richard asks me snidely, and I
almost regret my decision.
“I think you could use some cheering up,” I tell
him.
“Nick, and you think you’re qualified to do that? Ha!”
Even though his tone is filled with bitterness, I can
tell that it is directed more inward, than at me.
More qualified than you can know. But I keep the
thought to myself.
“Look, I know you’re still
upset with me, and I understand why.”
“You understand nothing,” Richard turns and
glares at me. “I was going to break up with Tina
anyway. I thought I had a chance with someone
else, but she apparently changed her mind, after
what kept happening when I was around you.

You only saved me the hassle of breaking Tina’s
heart.”
For a second I’m angry that he’d been ready to
hurt Tina like that, but I’m also curious. Then I
remember the look in his eyes that night in the
basement, and know he is just trying to save
face.
“Why did you want to break up with Tina?” I ask,
playing along.
He looks at me for a while, and I wonder what’s
going through his mind. There are times that I
wish I can read minds instead of making my
switches, but things are as they were.
After a few uncomfortable seconds, he decides to
answer. “She was being too needy; talking about
marriage, and kids. I’m not ready for that, so I
was going to dump her.”

At first, I can’t imagine someone dumping a girl
as hot as Tina but thinking back to how Tina has
acted at times, I can’t argue that she can be
clingy. I understand why he would want to break
up with her, but at the same time I’m still
bothered. Tina is a good friend, if not more.
“So who is this other girl?” I ask
“What do you care?” I just look at him, willing the idiot to give me the answer.