She heard a click and in a rather agitated tone said, “Finally!”
“Yang, your mom’s looking for you. She came back from Phuket last Friday. You have to come home….” Chrissie announced even before Reina could say hello. “I know you’re busy and all…” she teasingly trailed off.
“Okay, okay,” came a sleepy reply. “I’ll be home tonight! So quit panicking!” Reina mumbled and ribbed back at her friend.
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“Sherwin, I really have to go…” Reina giggled as Sherwin continued to nuzzle her neck with his arms around her waist. They were outside by her car, unsuccessfully trying to bid their goodbyes. It was around seven in the evening, Sunday.
“Can’t you just stay over tonight?” he whispered nibbling Reina’s ear. She moaned.
“I want to but I can’t. It’s a house rule for my mom that I stay home whenever she’s in Bangkok or else I would get all of my credit cards cancelled and my allowance for a month would be suspended as well that of Chrissie’s” Reina reasoned.
“You can always stay with me and I’ll take care of all your wants and needs…” Sherwin said suggestively.
“What about Chrissie?” she cut in.
“Well, we could always have a threesome…” he joked.
“Sherwin!” she playfully slapped his arm. Reina turned in his arms, tiptoed, and gave him a kiss.
Sherwin pulled away and groaned, “We have to stop or you’ll never get home. I’m starting to need you again.”
Reina grinned and hugged him tightly. “I’d better get going,” she said as she went in her red BMW 645Ci coupe.
“I’ll call you when I get home” she promised as she drove off.
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“Damn my insides hurt!” Reina cursed as she pulled into their building’s car park. She trudged towards the lift that would take her up their penthouse. “Thank God for elevators!”
She eventually reached their flat and opened the door of their dimly lit condominium. Without bothering to look around, she headed to her room hurriedly, planning to freshen up and fix herself first before facing her mother.
“Are you just going to your room without saying good evening to your mother at the least?” Jeri Stahl’s heavily accented voice filled the darkened room. She was waiting for her daughter in the verandah, puffing a red Sobranie cigarette that matched the kimono she was wearing.
Her mother’s voice startled her and caused her to jump. “Good evening, mother,” Reina said slowly turning and warily went over to where her mother was to kiss her.
“So how was your first time?” Jeri candidly asked.
Reina was taken aback. “How…” she started to question.
“I’m your mother. I know things.” She puffed on her Sobriane.
Reina was mentally killing Chrissie when her mother spoke again.
“Chrissie did not tell on you, if that’s what you’re thinking.” Jeri broke off her daughter’s thoughts.
“My daughter leaves on a Friday night and comes home on a Sunday evening, the mixed smell of sex and perfume still lingering…” the mother intoned, her eyes settling intently on her daughter, daring Reina to deny her assumptions.
Reina’s eyes widened on her mother’s words! How could she forget about that? “Stupid Reina!” she thought.
“Walks over to me with a difficulty which I surmise due to the soreness you feel… Very similar to that of a girl who after years of not dancing went to do ballet…. I could just imagine the splits and extensions you were up to for the past two days…” the Scandinavian drawled, walking around her daughter assessing her the way a predator does to its prey.
Reina blushed.
“My… My… You actually have the grace to blush…” her mother said quite amused. “So tell me…” she kept on as she went insi…