Apart from Jennifer and Charlotte, there were at least three other women. Though they never served as important characters in Levi's book since they barely spoke and were less noticeable, with the sight of their nude figures being shown to the young man, they now played vital roles.
Not only in Levi's book, but also in his life.
If he were some notorious author, he was sure they would be included in the first two chapters of his story. Or if he was a poet, he was sure they would be in the last paragraph.
Aubrey Smith was one of the women, a woman of pristine elegance who often enjoyed poetry and was quite a successful poet. But her poems were often erotic, giving Levi mixed signs.
Her pixie blonde hair and bright, blue eyes made her look innocent, but she sounded tough to others, yet was always soft to Levi.
Christina Walters was a quiet individual, though she was a creep who often dressed as 2d characters and not the very covered ones. She was your typical nerd as well, who was born short-sighted and needed her glasses to help her navigate her surroundings.
Alexandra Matthews, being the last female on Levi's list, was a hyper individual, her red hair matching the color of her face in her frequent outbursts. One would say she was violent but she was a kind soul who chose to act tough in dire situations like Charlotte.
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Levi awoke into consciousness, his body clothed with only his underwear—the real world around him being a messed-up blur. As his vision distorted and rearranged, the mystery of what happened still bothered him.
He remembered every woman that laid with him during that nightmarish session of blowjobs and creampies, but the ones he recalled as being the leading figures were Charlotte and Jennifer who never held back when it came to absorbing every drop of his esscence.
While trying his best to gather his thoughts together, the sound of metal clanging erupted from the kitchen, interrupting his thoughts.
Levi jerked back, shocked by this.
Who could that be? He wondered.
Making his way towards the direction of the sound, Levi hoped it was just his ears playing tricks on him, but the sound of metal didn't seem like any coincidence.
Arriving at his kitchen area, he had hoped that his mind was playing tricks on him, just like he had thought before arriving at this place, but once again, he was wrong. Standing before him, her back facing his direction, with nothing but an apron on, revealing her thicc and nude form to him, was someone who looked like Jennifer, his co-worker.
Right in front of her, placed on the stove, was a metal pot vibrating from the excess heat of the flame. The young woman turned to face him, a flirtatious smile etched on her face, her full, perfectly shaped melons dancing rhythmically.
"Oh, hey, handsome, you're up late," she said in a nasty tone.
Shocked by the sight before him, Levi tried his best to produce words, but they only came in little breaks and pauses.
"Jennifer? Wh-what are you doing here?' Levi asked, his expression mixed with shock and anger.
"Relax now, handsome," said Jennifer, facing the pot. "Look, I made something for both of us. I heard you liked pasta"
Angered by Jennifer's ignorance, Levi balled his fist, screaming at her again, "How-" he stuttered, his sentence cut short by a painful sensation in his head, almost like a migraine.
Levi groaned, his fingers on his temple and his eyes closed shut as he tried to suppress the pain.
Jennifer jerked back, her face filled with fear and confusion but with a touch of concern for the young man, "Oh no, darling are you okay?" she asked in a motherly tone, walking up to Levi who was forced down to the floor, she helped the young man and helped him to the chair close to the kitchen counter.
Levi finally sat down, the aching getting worse with each second, and just the mere sight of Jennifer angered him, but he had to be calm and stay composed, at least focus on his condition.
Making her way to the kitchen cabinet, she took out a glass cup before turning to the tap where she had taken water and tried to help Levi drink.
Without any hesitation, Levi held Jennifer close, his intention being to drink the water in her hand, but from the woman's perspective, he was trying to get some action, feeling his hand grasping her ass.
But from the look on her face, she loved how his fingers dug into every juicy fold. Finally chugging every drop of water from the cup, leaving it empty, Levi was relieved, releasing the woman from his grasp.
Seeing that the pain had ceased, Jennifer breathed a sigh of relief, being more satisfied than Levi who was the victim of such ailment.
Now that the storm had settled, Jennifer turned to the pot of pasta that had been boiling only for a soft ding to echo in the kitchen, "Oh, just in time," she said before making her way to the stove.
After a few seconds, the young woman returned with two plates of pasta, placing them on the counter, shifting the bigger plate to Levi.
Levi on the other hand, glanced at Jennifer with a look of suspicion, his eyes squinted. Though the food looked convincing, even from the aroma, he still had his doubts.
Besides he was right. No normal person would accept food from a stranger, even if they knew them quite.
"What? Are you scared I might poison you?" Jennifer snickered, her high-pitched tone turning to a soft giggle.
Levi ignored the question, angered by Jennifer's oblivious demeanor, "Don't try to fuck with me just because I seem vulnerable," he countered, "How did you end up here?"
Jennifer chuckled, her tone laced with mockery, "Are you serious, honey?," she replied, "Don't tell me you've forgotten everything that happened last night"
Levi was taken aback by this, confused as to what the young woman said, "What are you talking about?," he asked, jolting from his seat, "What did you do to me last night?!"
"Calm your horses down, honey," Jennifer replied, trying to assure the young man not to panic, "Besides you were the director of the show I and the other girls put up"
Director? What was the woman saying? This left Levi thinking but he needed answers to his question.
"You haven't answered my question yet," said Levi, pressing further, "What did you do?"
Jennifer sighed, and she began. The story of how his life took a turn, how he ended up in such a tight corner that left him bewildered.
As Jennifer began, Levi began to recall little parts of his memory, being able to tap into small fragments of what happened in order to land him in this situation.