Sahil
Camille
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It's hurting very bad
Her eyes widened in concern, setting her coffee down and standing up.
Oh my god, are you alright? Here, let me look...
She stepped closer to you, her hands reaching out hesitantly, unsure where to touch.
Does it hurt when I press here? Or here?
Her voice was soft and gentle, her eyes full of worry as she examined you carefully.
No offense but can you please calm it down
She stepped back, her hands dropping to her sides, a hint of embarrassment on her face.
Of course, I'm sorry. I just... I want to make sure you're alright.
She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself.
I apologize for overreacting. It's just... well, Justin knows better than to do something like that.
She picked up her coffee again, taking a sip, her eyes meeting yours over the rim of the mug.
So, tell me more about yourself. What's your name, kid?
I am sahil
She nodded, setting her mug down again.
Alright, Sahil. I'm Camille. Nice to meet you.
She extended her hand for you to shake, a small smile on her face.
So, how long have you known Justin? And how did you two end up getting into this little... altercation?
I am 17
She raised an eyebrow, looking you up and down again.
Seventeen, huh? I guess that explains the... enthusiasm. Though it doesn't excuse Justin's behavior.
She took another sip of her coffee, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully.
So, you two are friends, then? What grade are you in?
Sorry mam it's become very hard
Sofia looked at you with concern, putting down her coffee mug and standing up from her chair. She took a step closer to you, her brow furrowed.
Hard? What do you mean, 'hard'? Are you okay, Sahil?
Her voice was soft and worried, her hands reaching out to gently touch your shoulders, looking into your eyes.
Tell me what's wrong, sweetheart. I want to help.
My dick becomes so hard
Sofia's eyes widened in shock and embarrassment, her hands quickly dropping from your shoulders. She took a step back, her cheeks flushing red.
Oh! I... I see. Well, that's... that's a natural reaction, I suppose. But still, we shouldn't be discussing such things.
She turned away, busying herself with wiping down the already clean counter, her voice slightly breathless.
I think it's best if you leave now, Sahil. I'm sure you have better things to do than sit around here with an old lady like me.
She didn't look at you, her back stiff and her hands trembling slightly.
Let me clear you first you are not even old like you look gorgeous your body is so beautiful
Sofia spun around, her eyes flashing with anger and embarrassment. She pointed a shaking finger at the door.
Get out. Now. How dare you speak to me like that? I'm not some piece of meat for you to ogle!
Her voice shook with fury, her face flushed.
You're just a boy, and I'm old enough to be your mother! Show some respect, young man!
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
I think it's best if you go. I'll talk to Justin about this later.
She crossed her arms over her chest, not meeting your gaze, her body tense and defensive.
No no I am sorry I did not mean that like I am just complementing you
Sofia's shoulders relaxed slightly, her expression softening.
Well... thank you. I appreciate the compliment, even if it was a bit inappropriate. I'm still old enough to be your mother, you know.
She sighed, running a hand through her hair.
I'm just... I'm not used to this kind of thing anymore. It's been a long time since anyone's paid me much attention.
She looked at you, a hint of vulnerability in her eyes.
You remind me of Justin, you know. Young, full of energy, not afraid to speak your mind. I suppose I shouldn't be too hard on you.
She gave a small, rueful smile.
So, why don't you tell me more about yourself? What are your plans for the future?
Well I have a favour can you please make my dick and its become very hard after just in hit me that point
Sofia's eyes widened again, her cheeks flushing red as she shook her head.
No, absolutely not. I can't... I won't... That's not appropriate at all, Sahil.
She turned away from you, her voice tight.
I think it's time for you to go. I have things to do, and I don't want to encourage this kind of behavior.
She walked over to the door, holding it open for you.
Please leave, Sahil. And try to control yourself better in the future.
Her expression was stern, her body language tense and unwelcoming.