Little Lucy - S02 E08

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Little Lucy - S02 E08

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I read that line over and over again on a post in Facebook. I imagined myself in a warm steamy bathtub, rose petals scenting everywhere, Collette and I in it, making love.

Swiping through my news feed, I tapped on my search option and searched for Collette.

This was Facebook, so many faces of different people came out. To my disappointment, I couldn’t find Collette. I cursed myself for not asking for her Facebook username before I left her for home.

I missed Collette, I missed my pet Soo much. Even though I was mad at her for hiding the truth about her twin sister from me, I still missed her like crazy.

Eventually, I gave up and went to Google. What I typed in the search box surprised me.

I had typed:

[Girl on Girl]×

The results came out and my hair stood at end. What I saw intrigued me. I had to do another research.

[How two girls have s£x]×

I was at this for the next one hour. I even watched a p--n video on my phone for the very first time but it wasn’t about straight. It was all about girls × girls.

I enjoyed it. I loved it. I was having a big bang of seeing two girls making love to each other. It excited me like no other.

I was beginning to feel wet underneath my pants. If only….I passed a tongue over my dried lips. If only Collette were here.

I must’ve been at it for a long time when I suddenly had a disturbing urge to sneak into Charlotte’s room.

What was I thinking?

I dropped my phone aside and sat up. It was ten o’clock and I’d just had breakfast. Mom wasn’t yet back and Charlotte was still in her room. She hadn’t stepped foot outside since she returned back from her party last night.

Rising up to my feet, I walked into the bathroom and stared at my reflection before the mirror.

Placing my hands on the sink, I leaned forward and frowned at my reflection.

How had I gotten from an innocent naive girl to a fvcking pervert? It’s that kiss. I recalled my first kiss from Collette.

That kiss changed me and now the drama’s beginning all over again with Charlotte.

I swallowed, feeling my heart racing. What’s this funny feeling growing inside me? Why I’m I having these crazy urges? I need a girl. I need that sweet smell of a girl’s scent on my skin.

This is crazy! I moved briskily out of the bathroom and snatched my phone. Maybe a walk would cure me of this madness.

The moment I stepped out of my room, the first place my eyes went to was Charlotte’s room. I stared at that door for a long while, fighting an urge to tear open the door and jump on the bed with Charlotte.

Jesus Christ, Lucy! That’s your sister! Are you crazy?!

Fixing my earpiece into my ears, I played my favorite Justin beiber song as I ran out of the house.

I needed to Clear my head else I’d go nuts.

The estate was alive with people moving around, some lounging under the sun, others watering their Beautiful flower gardens.

Walking through the tarmac road, I waved at who waved at me and smile at who smiled at me. I must’ve been walking for a long time I had no idea when I was moving towards the estate’s water fountain.

This place was a bomb. I was freaking loving it. I brought out my phone and took some few selfies.

Settling on the concrete park bench under a fir tree, I began picking the best out of the photos I took and posted it on Facebook with a caption.

I posted:

#boredashell?

#needafriendtotalk_to??

#inboxifinterested?

#girls_only?

I don’t know if I was being too direct but I needed a girl to talk to. The photos I posted was really cute. I was getting fifty likes, then a hundred likes, then two hundred then three hundred.

The comments were majorly from boys which disgusted me.

I saw a few girls but their comments weren’t interesting.

I was in the park bench over the next two hours, going through every girl’s profile picture, checking them out and feeling unimpressed.

Then a new comment sprang up. It caught my attention immediately.

It was from a girl named Sylvia. It read:

Checking my inbox, I saw her message. She was brief and straight forward.

Sylvia: Are you a lesbo??‍❤️‍?‍?

I stared at her message, feeling cold fingers running around my back.

I replied:

Me: What’s a lesbo?

Sylvia: are you into girls??

Me: kinda.

Sylvia: how cool??. I saw your post and I must say you’re Soo cute. I like you❤️. Do you stay in Lagos?

Me: yeah.

Sylvia: same? which part?

Me: Lekki.

Sylvia: woah ?. I work at Lekki’s mall. I’m a student Working my way to pay my school fees.

And that’s how Sylvia and I got chatting that I lost count of time. We ended up exchanging numbers. I realized I was feeling a lot more better.

She even sent her photo.

Sylvia explained why she was a lesbo. She’s been heartbroken countless times by several guys. All her exes were mean to her. They never cared about her nor showed her any affection. After the s£x, they were all gone to another pretty girl.

So she tried Making out with a girl and it was a great experience for her. Girls won’t break your heart, she had typed and sent to me.

It was nice chatting with Sylvia. I told her I’d let her know when I’ll be visiting Lekki’s mall next.

On my way home, I had a disturbing uneasy thought of cheating on Collette. I hadn’t been this interested in another girl aside Collette. Was it right hanging out with this stranger I just met on Facebook?

Then I remembered Collette and I weren’t even dating at all.

When I arrived home, it was 2 o’clock. Mom’s car wasn’t in sight and Charlotte was still in her room.

I decided I was going to go into her room and wake her up.

But I needeth had bothered cause she was descending down the stairs towards me.

She was wearing a brown leather jacket over a white polo shirt and a beanie on her head which showed most of her dreadlocks covering one of her eyes. She wore a tight jeans and rabbit slippers. On her tatooed hand was an ice ring and a Jade bracelet.

If it weren’t for her girly walk, I would have thought she was a boy.

” Afternoon, lil sis,” she yawned tirelessly. ” Where’ve you been all morning? Your room was empty when I checked in.”

Meaning she was already up after I’ve left. ” I went for a walk.”

Charlotte brought out her phone and lowered her eyelid at it. ” You went for a walk for over five hours?”

” That’s right,” I said, eyeing her. ” But who’s counting?”

” Me,” she walked over to me and snatched my phone before I knew it. ” You shouldn’t go wandering off like that without letting me know, lil sis.”

I nearly ran mad. ” Charlotte, give me back my phone!”

” I’ll let you have it by sunset,” she said, bored. ” But first you’re gonna have to serve your punishment.”

” That’s crab!” I yelled. ” You have no right to seize my phone. I want it back, d--n you!”

She looked at me closely. ” I have the power to do so, lil sis. Mom and dad came in this afternoon. They were dead worried about your whereabouts. If I hadn’t lied to them to get you covered, I’d be in trouble for letting you wander off without a trace.”

So mom and my stepdad to be came home. Damnit and I didn’t get the chance to know what he looked like.

” I’m sorry, Charlotte,” I said, keeping my voice down. ” I had no idea you were awake before I left. Else I would’ve let you in on my whereabouts.”

She shrugged. ” It’s okay, lil sis. But the fact still remains you serve your punishment. I’m going shopping. Mom left a list of some stuff to buy. Go upstairs, get a change of clothes and assist me.”

” I don’t want to go,” I said grumpily, angry at the fact she was the one in charge and I had no say in the matter.

” You’re coming with me, Lil sis,” she insisted. ” I’m not just going out for the shopping. I intend to chill at a bar and have a drink before returning home. I’ll buy you an ice cream. Maybe we can get to talk about Collette.”

Why would we talk about Collette when I’m already staring at her? There was something about this girl that just quenches my fire of stubbornness. I found myself running up the stairs to my room. I changed into some new clothes, did a little makeup and was outside the house where she was leaning over the dark Range Rover.

” Hop in,” she opened the door and got behind the wheels.

” You’re driving?” I asked, surprised.

” That’s right,” she put the ignition on and did a reverse. When she had swerved the car to the direction she wanted, she fired it out from the estate into the highway.

” Since when do you drive?” I asked, scared of getting a car crash. From the way she was speeding, I swear my heart was over my neck in fear.

” Ever since I was sixteen,” she answered, her eyes on the road instead of me. ” I can handle any car I want now. It’s easy once you know what you’re doing.”

She was scaring the crab out of me with her driving. It was a miracle we arrived at the mall without an accident. I wondered how our return journey back home would be with all the crazy traffic around.

” Well, we’re here, lil sis,” Charlotte got down the car, her hands deep inside her pockets, her eyes watching me as I slowly climbed out of the car. ” Watch your step. Don’t trip and fall.”

I glared at her. ” You drive too fast. You could get us killed!”

Charlotte laughed, pushing me forward towards the mall’s entrance. ” That’s exactly what dad always say whenever I volunteered to drive him to the office. He got Soo scared he surrendered the Range to me and bought another car.”

That means the Range Rover belonged to Charlotte.

We got into the mall and began shopping around for the items mom listed for Charlotte. I would push the shopping trolley behind Charlotte while she picked the items needed and dumb them into the trolley.

This was a new experience for me. I’ve only gone shopping with my mom but now having Charlotte as a big sister felt different and cool. I somehow ended up enjoying our shopping.

Until it happened.

Two perverted boys were staring lustfully at me. I didn’t notice them but Charlotte did.

It’s what I wore that attracted them. I love wearing shorts skirts. I love air and space around my legs that’s why I love my skirts short. These guys were oogling at my creamy thighs they decided to take advantage of me.

Charlotte directed me to go make the payment at the counter while she checked out a whiskey she wanted to buy for her boyfriend.

Unpacking my items on the counter, I leaned forward to make the payments with Charlotte’s ATM card. My skirt rose up a little, nearly showing my pink panties.

These two disgusting boys then did the unforgettable in public.

They brushed passed me but unknowingly to me, one of them had swiftly placed his phone under my skirt and quickly took a couple of photos of my panties.

Just as they were sweeping away to go check out the photos, they bumped into Charlotte.

The next sound I heard chilled my blood.

It was a loud resounding slap that echoed round in the place.

SMACK‼️‼️‼️

I turned sharply to see Charlotte jerking the two boys by the collar. She had slapped them both on the cheeks and had smashed the phone to pieces on the hard floor.

I watched her raving at the two boys, her teeth drawn, her face furious and mad with rage.

” Delete it!” She yelled at the boys.

She was taller than these teenagers and stronger too. The way she was jerking them by the collar frightened them.

” The next time you ever try that nonescense stunt with my lil sis, I’ll kick your balls and make you both crawl on your knees out of here, I’m I clear?!”

The two boys nodded, frightened at her. One look at Charlotte and I immediately thought she looked like a man. With that dreadlocks covering her eyes, her face furious and set, her tattoo and her clothes, you’d think she was some tough ruthless cultist.

Gosh, even Bobby and his two friends didn’t look this tough.

The boys must’ve thought Soo as well for they cowered away, shaking like a leaf. The phone laid in a mess on the floor.

Charlotte placed her feet on it and crushed it even more. Then she walked up to me.

” Those boys were taking photos of your panties, lil sis,” she drew my skirt down a little bit. ” Be careful next time.”

I stared at her, my eyes shinning. She stood up for me just like Collette did when Adaobi attacked me back at school.

” It’s what she wore!” The sales girl scoffed, pounding on her calculator. ” If your sister wasn’t putting on that skirt, those boys wouldn’t have been tempted. Little girls these days, always dressing like sluts.”

I felt hurt. That was the meanest thing anyone has ever said to me. I knew what I wore was’nt decent and all but like I said, I just love having a lot of air and space around my legs.

Charlotte wasn’t taking in with that blunt talk of hers. She banged her hands on the counter and barked at the sales girl.

” And what is that statement supposed to imply?” Charlotte asked, furiously. ” Are you saying my lil sis’s a s--t?!”

The sales girl became alarmed. She must’ve realized she had said a little too much. ” N-no it’s not what you imagine. I’m sorry, forgive me. I shouldn’t have said that.”

Charlotte glared at her and I saw her hands opening and closing into fists.

” Listen you fvcking b!tch!” She swore. ” My lil sis can wear whatever she wants. Eat dust, drop dead!”

” I apologise, sir.”

” I’m not a man,” Charlotte bawled. ” I’m a girl!”

” I’m sorry ma.”

” Fvck you!” Charlotte raised her middle finger at her. ” And fvck your apologies!”

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” Thanks for standing up for me back there, Charlotte,” I said, staring at her rabbit slippers as we walked into the eateries section. ” No one has ever done that for me before. Well, except Collette of course.”

We chose a booth and sat opposite each other.

” Don’t mention it, lil sis,” Charlotte grunted, plugging her earpiece into her ears. ” Those guys pisses me off and that stupid fake@ss b!tch made matters worse; poking her nose where it doesn’t belong.”

It feels really great having a big sister. I felt proud and glad.

” While we’re on the subject,” she added. ” I’d prefer you call me big sis or Chole. Chole’s my name for short. Dad and Collette calls me Chole but if you don’t feel okay with that, you can as well address me as big sis. Are we cool with that?”

” Yes, Chole,” I smiled at her. ” I’m cool with it.”

She smiled back and seeing those Collette’s eyes behind those dreadlocks made me feel like kissing her right there and then.

” How do I be of service, ladies,” a lovely voice said over us.

That must be the waitress. Charlotte turned to her.

” I’ll want a beer,” she said. ” Get my lil sis an ice cream.”

” That’s great,” the waitress turned to me cheerfully. ” What flavor would you like, little one?”

I turned around and met her eyes.

I stiffened with shock and so did she. She instantly recognized me.

” Lucy?” Her voice was tiny and small.

My mouth moved too. ” Sylvia?”

It was Sylvia…the lesbo from Facebook!

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To Be Continued….

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