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Chapter 69 by MilfMaid MilfMaid

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Something is Wrong With The Osbornes…

The walk to first period was a silent and awkward one, but Harriette still decided to wait for me so we could walk together. Walking through the halls though I could almost feel that there were more eyes staring in my direction, talking and giggling as I walked past. Maybe that was just my imagination? But who knows how many people saw that video…

Finally Harriette chirped up and got my mind out of the gutter. “I’m uh… sorry for slapping you like that.” She says awkwardly, still not making eye contact as our pace to next period starts to slow down.

“Yeah, that kind of fucking hurt you bitch.” I say with a soft smile and a chuckle as I reach up and rub the spot where she hit me, which actually still stung a little bit. “I think I preferred it when you were fucking my face instead of hitting it.”

The words made Harriette chuckle a bit, before her face softened and she stared ahead again. “Yeah… that’s my bad. I’m sorry I’ve just been a bit… angrier recently.” My eyebrow raises and for once Harriette finally picks up her head and looks at me, before letting out another soft sigh. “It’s about my mom, I don’t know she’s just been a bit… distant recently.”

Now wouldn’t be the best time to tell Harriette that the last time I saw her mom she was being dropped out of the air by a disgruntled employee with mechanical fairy wings and a super powerful aphrodisiac, planning on fucking her brains out in front of her entire staff, would it?

“What do you mean by distant?” I ask, raising an eyebrow a bit as I try and put my own problems to the side to help my friend in need… who right now looked like she was about to start crying.

“I haven’t talked to her since she came to campus last week. I’ve tried calling her but she keeps saying she’s busy.” Her face was turning about as red as her hair, and her fist was clenched by her side, her knuckles almost turning pale from how tight her fist was. “She doesn’t have time for me… she never has time for me!” With that Harriette lets out a loud scream as she whips around and plants her fist into the wall, actually denting the metal locker next to her.

“Woah…” I say softly under my breath before walking up behind Harriette and rubbing her back softly. “I… I’m sure it’s just for now. This isn’t anything new with Norma, unfortunately.” I say, and I could feel the tenseness in Harriettes back muscles start to release ever so slightly before she stood back up straight and started to walk again, me following in tow.

“She mentioned something about a new boss whenever she was here… I bet that fucking cunt has something to do with it.” Harriette grumbled under her breath.

“New boss?” I ask, raising an eyebrow slightly. “I thought once your name is on the side of the building it was kind of hard to have any other upper management than that.” I chuckle, but Harriette just glares at me to tell me that my joke wasn’t funny or appreciated right now.

“Some super big multi-conglomerate company is trying to buy Oscorp out from underneath her.” Harriette explained as we finally got close to our main lecture hall. “Last we talked she was saying no, but also said that this person was someone you shouldn’t really fuck with.”

My spider-senses started to tingle as Harriette was describing this person, and slowly I just started to lean forward a bit. “Do you know this persons name?” I ask as I open the door to the lecture hall for Harriette and let her walk in front of me.

“Not a fucking clue.” Harriette says as the two of us step inside. “She won’t tell me.”

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