Best Friends Forever (9 page)

“What kind of
class?”
 
I looked at him
suspiciously.
 
“You’re not going to bring
in nude models are you?”
 
He grinned.
 
“Would you pose for me?”
 
“Uh…no.
 
There’s no way on earth I’m taking my clothes off in front of a bunch of
college students.”
 
His voice deepened,
“What about in front of one college professor?”
 
I blushed…
again
…and bit my lip
before smiling.
 
“You want to draw me
nude?”
 
“Hon, I’d
love
to draw you nude…heck, I just want to get you nude,
period.”
 
“Well…we might be able to work
something out,” I whispered.

Grant swallowed hard and
cleared his throat as if he was having difficulty speaking.
 
I took pity on him and asked, “So, if you’re
not going to bring in nude models, what
are
you planning to do with this new class?”
 
“I’m thinking…graphic novels.”
 
“Graphic…comic books?” I asked in surprise.
 
He nodded, “I’ve had quite a few students
enquire about a class in art as it pertains to graphic novels.
 
They’re quite popular today.”
 
I nodded, “I know.
 
A lot of the students who come into the
library bring them with them.
 
I’ve even
had a few ask if we carry them.”

“So, will you have your
students create their own graphic novels for this class?” 
 
He shrugged. 
 
“Sure. 
 
This way, they’re not only creating
artwork, they’re learning about plot lines and creative writing. 
 
So, what do you think?” 
 
Thinking for a moment, I had an
idea. 
 
“So each student…for
their final exam...would have to create their very own graphic novel?” 
 
He nodded,
 
“Now you’re thinking.” 
 
“And,” I added excitedly. 
 
“I could create a display in the
library and we could have the entire student body read them and vote on the
best one, giving prizes to the students.”
 
He looked stunned for a moment before grinning.
 
“Babe, that’s a
fantastic
idea!”
 
He gave me
a hard kiss.
 
“You are the smartest...and
sexiest...woman I know, sweetheart.”

My eyes big, I felt
myself blush again.
 
He thinks I’m smart?
 
And sexy?
 
I squirmed a bit as my panties became
damp.
 
Grant chuckled as if he could read
my thoughts.
 
I glanced quickly at the
clock on the wall.
 
“Oh, crap.
 
I need to get to the library.
 
Cynthia and Bobby are going to meet me there
after picking up her stuff from her dorm room.”
 
He closed his laptop.
 
“Let me
grab a quick shower and we’ll get going.”
 
My hand on his wonderfully bare shoulder, I stopped him from
standing.
 
“No.
 
You’ve got essays to grade.
 
I’ll take the shuttle to campus.
 
You can meet us there when you’re done.”
 
“But what if Brittany...” he sputtered.
 
I pressed my mouth to his, shutting him up.

Coming up for air a
few moments later, his eyes were as dazed as mine.
 
Never had I felt to brazen, so empowered,
so...sensual.
 
“I’ll be okay, baby.
 
It’s broad daylight and there will be others
around me.
 
Besides,” I grinned and gave
him another, quicker, kiss.
 
“
You
have a...phone call to make, don’t
you?”
 
I knew the moment he understood
what I was saying.
 
Grant got this big,
sexy,
I want to eat you alive
grin on
his face.
 
“You’re right.
 
I’ve got some
plans
to make.”
 
Clearing his
throat, “Let me finish up here and grab a quick shower.
 
I can meet you at the library in a couple of
hours.”
 
At my nod, he told me, “Take my
car.
 
I’ll catch the bus.”

Grant held up his
hand when I opened my mouth to argue with him.
 
“It’s non-negotiable, babe.
 
I’ll
spend all my time worrying about you otherwise.”
 
“Yes,
master
.”
 
I responded with a smirk and he got the
strangest look on his face before grinning.
 
Standing, he stalked me across the room until I was standing with my
back pressed tightly against the door.
 
I
felt a tingle between my legs as he stood over me,
dominating
me.
 
“Now
that’s
more like it.
 
You finally admitting who’s in charge, my
sexy little minx?”

Palming the keys on
the table next to the door, I reache
c
d
out with my other hand to his bare chest.
 
Staring into his eyes, I slowly ran one finger down the center of his
chest and across his tight abs.
 
Reaching
the hard ridge under his shorts, I gave it a light squeeze and he groaned,
closing his eyes for a moment.
 
Giggling,
I grabbed my purse and rushed out the door, the sound of his laughter following
me.

Grant

“Damn.”
 
I watched Meri’s
sweet little ass disappear into the elevator.
 
That woman’s going to be the death
of me yet.
 
Grinning, I returned to
her apartment.
 
Glancing at the clock, I
realized it’s still too early to call Malcolm.
 
Returning to my laptop, I worked for another ninety minutes before wandering
down the hall to Meri’s bathroom for a shower.
 
In her bedroom, I hesitated, breathing in the scent that, over the
years, I had come to associate with my sweet woman.
 
Honeysuckles and sunshine, pure Meri.
 
Showering quickly, I quickly threw on jeans
and a t-shirt.
 

Sitting on the bed to tie my sneakers, my mind wandered back to
last night.
 
The memory of Meri in my
arms, her sweet, heart-shaped ass nestled against my crotch, made me hard all
over again.
 
Soon.
 
I told myself that
she’d be mine soon…body, heart, and soul.
 
Then maybe the nearly overwhelming ache in my chest and groin would be
appeased.
 
I shook my head at that
thought.
 
Nope, I’ll
never
have enough
of Meri.
 
I checked my watch and grinned.
 
Malcolm
should be out of bed by now.
 
Even after
five years, I still remembered his number and quickly grabbed my cell phone and
dialed.

“’ello?” came the distinctly Irish accent I remembered.
 
“Malcolm?
 
Grant Thomas?”
 
“Grant, me
boyo!
 
How long has it been, kid?”
 
I chuckled.
 
“Five years, as if you didn’t know that already, old man.”
 
He laughed, “And to what do I owe this
pleasure, my friend?”
 
Nervous, I
hesitated before blurting out, “I need a
special
favor, Malcolm.”
 
It was quiet on the
other end of the phone and I worried I’d gotten disconnected.
 
“I thought you’d given up the lifestyle,
kid,” he continued quietly.
 
“Yeah, so
did I but...”
 
“Got an itch you need
scratched?”
 
“No...no, it’s nothing like
that.
 
It’s...I have this friend who
is...
curious
.”
 

“Curious, huh?
 
I take it
this is a lady friend?”
 
I cleared my
throat, “Yeah.
 
She’s...she’s
special
, Malcolm and I want to give her
a good experience.”
 
Why the heck am I so nervous?
 
It’s not like this man didn’t know me during the darkest years of my
life.
 
He chuckled.
 
“She wouldn’t by any chance be the reason you
left the lifestyle in the first place would she?”
 
“How...I mean, what do you mean?”
 
“Oh, kid, even when you were at your darkest,
there was one young lady who had an iron grip on your soul.
 
The last time I saw you, you were drunk off
yer arse and crying because you missed the relationship you had with one
special young lady.
 
So is it her or
not?”

I nodded, forgetting he co
c
uldn’t see me.
 
“Um...yes, it’s her.
 
She...uh...is curious about...spanking...on
the receiving end.”
 
“Ah, your
specialty.
 
Has she ever partaken?”
 
“No...god no.
 
She’s completely innocent.”
 
“Maybe she’s not as innocent as you think if she’s interested in the
lifestyle.
 
So what’s the favor you need
from me?
 
I’ll be more than happy to...
discipline
...the young lady for you.”
 
“No!” I practically shouted.
 
More quietly, “No.”
 
He chuckled as if he knew something I didn’t.
 
“So, exactly what do you want from me,
Grant?”

“We…we need to use one of your special rooms.”
 
“Oh ho, now I get it.
 
The good professor wishes to discipline the
naughty little girl himself?”
 
I couldn’t
help but grin at the vision he planted in my head.
 
“Exactly.
 
So, you do still have your little
playhouse
don’t you?”
 
He chuckled.
 
“You know it, kid.
 
So which of my
special rooms would you like?”
 
“Four
poster bed with restraints?”
 
“Ah, a
little bondage with the discipline.
 
Good
choice, my friend.
 
When would you like
to indulge the young lady’s fantasy?”
 
I
thought for a moment.
 
“I don’t have any
classes tomorrow, just a nine o’clock meeting, and I think she can take the day
off so…how about this evening?”
 

“I’ll reserve the
room for the entire night if you like. 
 
Who
knows, the little lady might be
 
very
appreciative of your discipline.” 
 
I
chuckled, “I’m counting on it, Malcolm.” 
 
“And, seeing as how you’re such an old
friend, I’ll even throw in a party pack, something new we usually charge
for.” 
 
“Ah…dare I ask what a
party pack entails?” 
 
He
chuckles again. 
 
“Our party
pack includes a few little favors for our
guests
,
such as
scarves, additional
restraints, a few tools of discipline, and of course we must ensure our clients
practice safe sex so we include a variety box of condoms. 
 
So, I’ll see you and your lady friend
at say…nine tonight? 
 
I look
forward to meeting the young lady who stole you away from the lifestyle.” 
 
“Nine it is.
 
 Oh, and Malcolm?” 
 
“Yeah, kid?” 
 
“No cameras and cover the two-way
mirror.” 
 
I hung up to his
laughter, chuckling to myself. 
 
I
never thought I’d go back to that lifestyle but…I’ll do
 
anything
 
for Meri
. 
 
Thinking of Meri, I headed out the
door, anxious to see her.

Meredith

Oh dear lord...what an absolute mess
.
 
I walked in the front door of the library,
closely followed by a maintenance worker.
 
Looking around, he echoed my thoughts, “Holy crap, what a disaster.
 
I’m just glad you weren’t here when this
happened, Ms. Mac.
 
Who knows what those
lunatics might have done.”
 
“Yes, I’m
glad I wasn’t here.
 
I might have had to
kick some serious butt,” I responded with a frown.
 
I heard his low chuckle as I began walking
around the room, checking for damage to the shelves and furniture.
 
Finding nothing a good cleaning wouldn’t
remedy, my next step was picking up the books and inspecting them for damage.

In the meantime, the
maintenance worker began inspecting the walls that were spray painted.
 
After muttering quietly to himself, the older
man looked over at me.
 
“Well, Ms. Mac,
it looks like you’re going to have to close the library for a few weeks.”
 
“Close the library?
 
But...the students
need
the library.
 
We can’t
close for weeks.”
 
“Well, this here wall
alone is going to have to have the paint stripped and then we’ll have to put on
at least two coats of primer before repainting.
 
And we’ve got two more walls just like this one.”
 
I rubbed my temples, trying to fight back a
headache.
 
“Can’t the painting be done in
the evening after the library closes?”
 
He shook his head.
 
“I wish it
could but we’re looking at least a month or two getting it done that way.”

“Crap!
 
This is such a nightmare.”
 
I looked around.
 
“What if we restrict access to whichever
section is being painted at the time?”
 
“Sorry, no can do.
 
The college’s
liability insurance won’t allow students in the building while we’re painting
and doing the repairs.
 
You’re going to have
to pack up these books and put them in storage, unless you can come up with an
alternative location.”
 
“What about the
study rooms?
 
Can the students at least
access those?”
 
He scratched his head
while thinking.
 
“That would still mean
allowing them in the building so I don’t think that’s possible.
 
How about empty classrooms?”

I considered
this. 
 
“If we can get access
to enough empty classrooms, we can use them for studying but that still doesn’t
solve the problem of the students having access to the books.” 
 
I paced around the area as I thought. Stopping
back in front of him, I snapped my fingers. 
 
“I’ve got it. 
 
Many of our books are on the
computer. 
 
I’ve been working
on getting them scanned into electronic format for the past year or so. 
 
Only the ones that I have gotten
copyright permission for are on the computer but, if I can set up one of the
larger classrooms as a temporary library for the ones not on computer, I’m sure
my student workers and I can handle that.”

He grinned and nodded.
 
“That just might work.
 
Once you find a classroom and get the books
moved, my guys can start stripping the paint off the walls.”
 
“Perfect.”
 
I looked around at the mess.
 
“I’ve got a few people coming to help out today so we should be able to
get everything packed up by late afternoon.”
 
He nodded again.
 
“My guys can get
started tomorrow, then.
 
Let me go and
grab you some boxes and carts to haul the books once you find a
classroom.”
 
I stopped him with a hand on
his arm.
 
“Um...” I bit my lip
nervously.
 
“Would you mind waiting
around for a few minutes, just until someone else shows up?
 
They...they haven’t caught the two girls who
orchestrated this and I’m just a little...nervous to be here by myself.”

He looked
concerned.
 
“Oh...of course, Ms.
Mac.
 
I hadn’t realized those lunatics
were still running around loose.”
 
He
looked around.
 
“I tell you what...how
about I help you go through the books to check for damage while we’re waiting
for your friends?”
 
“Oh, Mr.
Hansen...you’re the best.”
 
Impulsively,
I threw my arms around his neck and gave him a big hug.
 
He awkwardly patted me on the back, his face
red.
 
I realized that I embarrassed him
but he was always so sweet to me.
 
Pulling away, I smiled up at him.
 
“How about I go in the break room and make us a pot of coffee?
 
Looking at this mess, I think we’re going to
need it.”
 
He grinned, “That’d be
good.
 
In the meantime, I’ll get the
trash picked up so we have room to work.”
 
He got busy while I headed in the back to make coffee.

While the coffee brewed, I wandered back out into the main room
of the library to help clean up the trash.
 
Mr. Hansen had brought in a large garbage can and had it filled half
full of torn paper and broken glass from the window Brittney and Tanya
broke.
 
I began picking up books that were
strewn around the room and checking them for damage before stacking them back
on the shelves.
 
Keeping them in order for when they’re boxed up will make it easier
when we find an empty classroom for their temporary home.
 
“Ms. Mac, it looks like someone’s coming.”

I tensed at Mr. Hansen’s words and suddenly realized just how
nervous...
and, yes, frightened
...the
whole ordeal had made me.
 
Stepping close
to the door, I peered toward the grassy clearing at the front of the
library.
 
A man and a woman were making
their way to the front steps and I breathed a sigh of relief.
 
“They’re here to help with this mess.”
 
I opened the door and greeted Bobby before
giving Cynthia a hug.
 
This girl is fast becoming like a younger
sister to me
, I realized.
 
Both had big
grins on their faces and Cynthia squealed with delight as she hugged me.

“Oh, Ms. Mac, we have the best news!”
 
I couldn’t help but grin at her infectious
joy.
 
“Didn’t I tell you to call me
Meri?” I asked teasingly.
 
“Meri, you’ll
never guess what just happened.”
 
She hugged
Bobby’s arm tightly and bounced up and down.
 
“You tell her, Bobby.
 
I’m too
excited to speak.”
 
Bobby smiled
indulgently down at her.
 
Oh, it looks like I was right about pushing
these two together.
 
They are
so
cute together and they obviously like each
other.
 
From the look on Bobby’s
young face, he liked Cynthia
a lot
.
 
“Well
somebody
please tell me what’s going on before I die of suspense,” I joked.
 
They both grinned at me.
 
“Well, you asked me to escort Cindy...”
 
Cindy?
 
“To her dorm room to pick up her belongings
so she wouldn’t be alone with her crazy roommates.”
 
I nodded.

“Well, when we got there, one of the assistant Deans and the
dorm RA were already there, waiting for Cindy.”
 
Again with the Cindy?
 
Wow, he moves fast.
 
My imagination was doing a little happy dance
at the thought of these two together as a couple.
 
They’re
so cute.
 
“The local cops picked up
Brittney and Tanya a few hours ago.
 
Their parents have been notified that they and their daughters need to
appear at a hearing with the Dean tomorrow afternoon but it’s pretty much a
done deal that they’re being expelled.”
 
Cynthia gave a small relieved laugh and smiled up at Bobby before
looking back at me.
 
“So I don’t have to
change dorm rooms, Meri.
 
All their stuff
has been packed up and put into the storage room.
 
In fact,” she grinned.
 
“I’ve got the room all to myself since we’re
so close to the end of the school year.”

I wrapped my arms around her and we gave each other a big hug,
grinning from ear to ear.
 
“Cynthia,
that’s wonderful!
 
Although, I have to
say, it was kind of nice having you just down the hall from me.
 
I’ll miss having you for a neighbor.”
 
She giggled.
 
“We’ll still see each other.
 
After all, I’m going to help you put the library back together.”
 
She looked around.
 
“Now, what can I do?
 
I’m here to work.”
 
“I’d like to help, too, Meri,” Bobby chimed
in.
 
I looked around.
 
“Bobby, why don’t you help Mr. Hansen get
some boxes to place the books in while Cynthia and I check the books for damage
and get them organized for moving?”
 
“Sure thing.
 
Where are you moving
them to?”

“I need to speak to the Dean and see if I can get a few of the
smaller classrooms for study rooms and one large classroom for a temporary
library.
 
Once we have the rooms, we’ll
use temporary shelving to hold what books we can.
 
Hopefully, the students will have access to
the books with minimal disruption.”
 
“That’s a great idea, Meri,” Cynthia chimed in.
 
I grinned at her enthusiasm.
 
“Well, let’s get busy.
 
The faster we get packed up, the faster
Maintenance can get the place cleaned up and painted.”
 
Bobby left with Mr. Hansen to round up some
boxes while Cynthia and I grabbed a quick cup of coffee before sorting and
shelving books.
 
“At least they didn’t
damage any of the books, Meri,” Cynthia smiled at me from across the table
where we’re working.

“Well that’s a good thing.”
 
Both of us turned to see Grant coming through the front door.
 
“Hey, baby, great news.
 
The police caught Brittney and Tanya.”
 
He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
 
“Yeah, I know.”
 
He grinned smugly.
 
“Oh?
 
And how do you know?”
 
“I just got
off the phone with Detective Morgan twenty minutes ago.
 
He told me they picked the girls up and are
holding them until they can go before a judge tomorrow morning.”
 
I sighed with relief.
 
“I’m so glad that’s over.”
 
“I also spoke to the Dean on my way over
here.”
 

“He cancelled the meeting we had with
Brittany’s parents
 
tomorrow
 
morning
and scheduled a hearing for both girls and their parents in the afternoon. 
 
He wants the three of us to be
there.” 
 
“Don’t we still
need to go to the police station in the morning? 
 
Detective Morgan wanted us to bring
Cynthia in to give her statement.” 
 
“That’s
okay, Meri. 
 
Bobby’s going
to take me down to the police station so you won’t have to.” “Are you
sure, sweetie?” 
 
She nodded
vigorously. 
 
“He wants to
take me to lunch afterwards.” 
 
“Oh,
 
really
?” I asked
teasingly. 
 
“You and Bobby
sure seem to hit it off.”

She blushed. 
 
“He’s really sweet.” 
 
I grinned. 
 
“Yeah, he’s kind of cute, too.” 
 
“Hey, now,” Grant growled.  I met
Cynthia’s eyes and we burst out in giggles.
 
Grant bent close to my ear and murmured softly, “You’re going to pay for
that tonight, naughty girl.”
 
Oh, Wow!
 
My heart began racing and my face flushed.
 
I raised one eyebrow and asked just as
softly, “Naughty girl?”
 
Grant’s chuckle was
pure evil and made my panties damp.
 
He
glanced at Cynthia, whose eyes were watching us with barely concealed
interest.
 
“Will you excuse us a moment,
Cynthia?”
 
“Sure, Professor,
I’ll...uh...I’ll just be over here sorting books,” she smiled knowingly.

Grabbing my hand, Grant headed down
the hall to my office, dragging me behind him.
 
“Grant!
 
What...wait...?”
 
Pulling me into his office, he quickly shut
the door behind us.
 
“Grant...”
 
I didn’t get a chance to ask him if he’d lost
his mind before he was on me.
 
Grabbing
me by the shoulders, he pulled me tight against his hard body and crushed his
mouth down over mine. “Gr...
umph
...”
 
I opened my mouth to protest and his tongue
slipped inside, effectively silencing me.
 
Oh...oh my...
 
His tongue swirled over my teeth and tongue,
exploring every nook and cranny of my mouth.
 
I went instantly brain dead.
 
Even
if I wanted to protest further...
which I
most
definitely
do not want to do
...I
couldn’t form two thoughts.