-So you are telling me that you stole the book from be and Zack fucking Robinson stole it back from you?-
Luke was shocked. He had spent the last few days searching the book like a madman, and it turned out Becky had lied to his mother, entered his home and stole it. He felt betrayed, but he knew Becky didn't mean to do anything bad. Heck, to some extent it was still his fault.
-Yes, Luke. And now I realize how stupid I was to trust the book. It seemed like the only friend I had sometime, but I now know that isn't true. -
Becky smiled, sincerely. It was one of the few times she had genuinely felt good in the last few days. She then looked at Danny: his massive erection seemed about to tear apart his pants, and his face was still haunted by a shadow of lust; he had remained incredibly quiet for the past few hours.
-Dann?-
-What?-
-Are you hearing us?-
-Yeah. I get it. We must stop this cunt. But how do we take the book back? You can't simply ask him nicely, he'll probably end up fucking you. -
-Danny!-
Luke nodded. He couldn't remove from his head the picture of Zack fucking Becky, kissing her dark lips and touching her curves. For all those years he had believed there was something special between Becky and him, and now the book had shattered that belief. He hated to admit it, but now Becky was no longer who he had befriended and fallen in love with.
-Dann is right. His corrupting powers must be very strong if he has the book. Becky, we are on this together.-
Becky put a hand on her head. She knew they were right, the book had changed her too.
-What could we do then? Enter his house and steal the book? -
-We are not thieves. We would get caught.-
-We could try contact his parents. Call them, tell we are his friends and forgot something at his place. It worked with Becky and my mum.-
Danny coughed. He had enough of those childish fantasies. It was clear they lacked any coherent plan to face Zack or steal the book. And what would they gain in doing so? After all Becky had used the book plenty of times to fuck whoever she wanted. Was that a problem? Luke seemed to not even care.
-I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. -
-Maybe Becky and me will think about something on the way home. -
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