Alone with Brandon

{if jamie_stood_up=true}If having one lunch with Brandon would get him off my back for good, that was a sacrifice I was willing to make. I wasn't happy ditching Jamie, but I would just have to make up an excuse. I would make it up to him later. Dragging Brandon with me, I headed for the back entrance of the building. As we left I sent off a text to Jamie, telling him I had to finish an assignment and couldn't make lunch today.

There was a small cafe called Green Garden just off campus that I usually had lunch at with Jamie, but it didn't feel right going there alone with Brandon. Instead we found a small place I had never been to before, hopefully Jamie wouldn't stumble over us here. We got a table and some food then ate in silence. Brandon staring at me all the while. I started to wonder that he actually wanted when he broke the silence.{endif}

"It's nice to be alone right? Just the two of us." Brandon said matter-of-factly, like this was something we had both been waiting for.

{if blowjob=true

}My mind flashes back to the last time we were alone. Me on my knees in his bedroom. Suddenly I realized something important!

"What are you going to do with the pictures you took of me?" I asked anxiously.

"Just admire you in your element," he said with a sleazy grin. "I won't try to **** you or anything like that, so don't worry."

"You better not! **** porn is illegal." I threatened. "I would prefer it if you deleted it though."

"Do I have to?"

"If you don't want me to leave right now."

"Fine, fine. I'll do it," he said, taking out his phone. "See, this is what I like about us."

"What exactly?"{else

}"Get to the point please," I shot him down.{endif}

"I just feel like we can both be ourselves when we are together. No masks, no hiding. Although you still cling to your mask a bit."

He says it with supreme confidence, like he has complete trust in his own judgment. Like always his arrogance rubbed me in all the wrong ways. Smug asshole who thought he knew women better than they knew themselves. My mind goes back to his bragging at the second party. His absurd claims about professor Cartwright. She had reacted rather strongly to him in class today... With a sinking feeling I start to entertain the idea that he wasn't bragging. That he told the truth... Preposterous! Right?