Criminal 01

Criminal 01

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As I walked down the halls I heard light chatter like:

'There goes the criminal!'

'How'd he get in here?'

'Did you hear what he was charged with?'

'Why isn't he still in jail?'

I tried to ignore them and let them guess as I'm sure whatever story they come up with will probably be more extravagant than what I really got in trouble for.

My real crime is I pissed off someone I shouldn't have.

All because I fell in love with the wrong person and accidentally knocked them up before they could have.

It's not my fault as I didn't fucking know but the deed was done and I was thrown into a unique hell.

My accuser had a lot of power and was very influential enough to have me locked away and treated for the same punishment has hardened criminals.

I had a unique apparatus installed into the base of my dick and nuts that was also attached to my prostate.

An apparatus very difficult to uninstall once installed.

The apparatus was so unique that it would shut off my natural flow of releasing semen at the click of a smart phone. And in turn shut off any release as I grew more and more frustrated.

Then I was fed a metric fuck ton of chemicals that grew my dick well past 15 inches and thickened it to triple the size it was. Then through the chemicals gave me the nuts that were the size of softballs as my nuts started to over produce semen at a high rate to where if I wasn't milked of my semen at least three times a day I'd be wallowing in agony.

I was kept on a high protein diet so I'd produce semen at a higher rate.

Then during the milking session I would be edged for what felt like hours. Between the apparatus shutting off my natural flow for release and it stimulating my prostate and the chemicals I was driven mad with lust until the apparatus opened up and I was allowed to orgasm.

This hell went on for a full year until a lawyer showed my crime was a simple mistake and had to be released.

Unfortunately the damage was done as the apparatus could not be removed and whatever the chemicals did to me fucked up my dick.

Not sure if I should thank the asshole who put me there or go kick his ass.

At least I got a FAT check for my troubles... roughly $126 million in total. $30 million from the state, $15 million from the facility for the 'fuck up', $20 million from the asshole who put me through hell and the rest from a generous benefactor willing to speak to me whenever I choose.

After everything was said and done, I moved to a different state so no one know who I was plus I didn't want to face my parent's and siblings after what had happened. The only thing I did with all the money was buy a nice house. Bought a motorcycle. Then the rest I let a accountant help diversify all the money and kept about 10%.

And thanks to the lawyer I was able to return to high school albeit almost two years too late. So instead of graduating at 18 like most students I was 20 going on 21.

Definitely the oldest student.

At first I thought the other kids would call me dumb for being held back more than once but it was obvious my jailing didn't go quietly as that was what they focused on.

And I had moved to an entirely different state and made the school keep my situation quiet. Guess someone fucking blabbed.

At least from what I heard of the rumors my situation hadn't been fully released so the rumor mill was flying being all sorts of incorrect which was kind of comical to me.

The thing that was weird was noticing so many girl's were eying me left and right.

At first I thought I was definitely impersonating the bad boy vibe with me showing up to school on a bike. And the fact I was older than the other male student body.

But when girls were talking to me giggling at the most stupid times I put them as vapid teenagers.

Granted the majority of them were definitely lookers.

But if I'm being honest the one who intrigued me the most was the Miss Erica Reeves.

Erica was a buxom beauty that stood about 5'6" or 5'7".

Had to have been at least 24 or 25.

Was definitely not petite nor fat. More like the right amount of PHAT to where I wanted to see more of her.

From how she dressed, which was semi modestly but I could tell when she was feeling frisky because her outfits didn't hide her ample bosom.

If I had to guess her tits were over size F but it was a guess.

Erica had long brunette hair and alluring hazel eyes.

Yep it was easy to say I had a hard time focusing in Miss Reeves economics class.

Honestly, if I hadn't met Erica I would have said 'Fuck this!' and went to get my GED because the students honestly made me feel old plus their immaturity just irritated me to no end.

Granted there were some cool kids but as a whole they just irritated me.

And it didn't help most of the students treated me like some type of pariah because of my supposed criminal background that I had expunged.

Still I stuck it out because I enjoyed seeing Erica and wasn't sure how to handle it.

For three months I worked up the courage to speak to her but each time I tried she pretty much acted professional and humbly turned me down.

Until one Saturday morning as I hit a coffee bistro I had found where I quickly became a regular because it was a old fashion coffee house where the service was friendly and inviting. Plus it wasn't one of the big chain's.

I walked in to the bistro and smiled as I approached the counter to see the girl behind the counter as she smiled at me, "Morning Jake?"

I smiled, "Morning Claire. Can I get my usual please?"

Claire smiled, "Five shot cold brew with sweet cream."

I nodded with a smirk, "You got it!"

Claire smirked, "One of these day's your heart is going to explode."

I laughed, "And I welcome it."

Claire rolled her eyes with a smirk but rung me up and started making my coffee.

I turned to lightly look around to see who was in today as I was beginning to know most of the usual patron's who came in.

That is until I saw her... Erica Reeves.

Erica was sitting in one of the comfy chairs in full yoga gear as the material hugged her delicious curves and strained to hold in her buxom chest. She had her nose in what appeared to be a romance novel.

I decided to try my luck and walked up to her.

I lightly joked, "Mind if I join you while I wait for my coffee?"

Erica lightly looked up at me, "Ah, Mr. Everly."

I smirked, "We're not in class you can call me Jake."

Erica didn't smirk but spoke flatly, "Mr. Everly as long as you're my student I'd prefer keeping any interaction professional."

I sighed as I nodded, "I understand."  I smirked, "Do you at least mind if I sit while I wait for my coffee."  I chuckled, "I promise to leave you alone after that."

Miss Reeves looked over at the seat before mildly looking around the rest of the room noting there were other seats.

I recognized what she was doing as I added, "This is closer than 'those' seats.   I promise 'after' I have my coffee I will leave you alone."

Miss Reeves sighed before she spoke, "It's a free country."

I nodded as I sat down while Miss Reeves put her nose in her book.   I spoke, "Thanks."

Miss Reeves lightly hummed.

I spoke, "So what are you reading?"

Miss Reeves answered emotionless, "Just a romance novel."

I nodded, "Cool cool.   Is it good?"

Miss Reeves lowered her book to look at me, "Thought you were just waiting on your coffee?"

I smirked, "Nothing wrong with small chit chat while I wait."

Miss Reeves sighed as she put her book flipped the book upside down as she sat it on her thigh to keep her place, "Look Mr. Everly, not to seem rude, but I've had a LONG night working and would like some peace while I read a few chapters of my book while lightly sipping my chamomile tea so I can wind down before I head home and get some rest."

I held up my hands seeing she was irritated, "Sorry didn't mean to bother.   Just thought some light chit chat would be nice."

Just then I heard Claire speak loudly, "Jake your five shot cold brew is ready."

I got up as I looked at her, "Again sorry to have bothered you.   I won't do it again."

I walked away from Miss Reeves both irritated and a little let down that she had bitten my head off for being nice.   Still I walked up to Claire holding my coffee as I gently accepted the coffee in it's large mug and set it down.   I rifled through my pockets before pulling out some cash and found a fiver.   I set the cash into the tip jar with a smile, "Thanks Claire, you're the best."

I winked at her causing her to lightly blush before picking up my coffee in it's large mug and walked passed Miss Reeves who seemed to look at me before I watched her pick up her book and go back to reading.

I found a seat near the front of the establishment and sat next to the window so I could lightly keep an eye on my bike while I drank my coffee.

I lightly played on my phone reading articles and short stories I had found that seemed intriguing before I saw someone walk up in my periphery causing me to look up and see it was Miss Reeves.

I looked at her with the same disinterest she showed me, "Yes."

Miss Reeves didn't let my irritation bother her as she spoke, "I'm sorry if I was crass with you."  She held up the book, "But I like reading these things alone and really don't like being disturbed."

I looked at her and the book recognizing the cover had a wolf man embracing a woman.   I noted the book and author before looking at Miss Reeves, "Again sorry.   Like I said, it won't happen again."

I looked down at my phone showing her the same respect she showed me but noticed she was still standing in front of me causing me to look up at her seeing her look at me before she spoke, "Listen I understand I wasn't hospitable with you when you were trying to be friendly.   But you don't have to do the same now that I'm trying to apologize."

I looked at her, "Meaning you're ready to lightly bullshit without being a bitch to me when I was being nice?"

Miss Reeves squinted at me before she spoke, "Yes."

I smirked as I set my phone down and leaned back, "Well if you want you can sit here so we can 'bullshit'."

Miss Reeves lightly looked around the bistro before sighing and looking at me, "Do you mind if I get a refill before joining you?"

I chuckled, "Sure."  I looked at my mug noting it was half empty before I spoke, "You know I could use a top off as well.   I'll join you in a refill."

I grabbed my phone, pocketing my phone before grabbing my big mug and getting up.

I walked with Miss Reeves staying semi behind her so I could enjoy her delectable ass in her yoga pants while still maintaining a semi forward fashion trying to not ogle her assets too blatantly.   If Miss Reeves knew what I was doing I don't think she was letting on.

We made the small trek back to her chair as she grabbed her purse and cup before we headed to the counter.

I smiled as we approached, "Hey Claire, any way I can talk you into topping myself and my new friend here, please?"

Claire looked at me with a smirk, "Sure."  She approached me, "More cold brew or more shots?"

I smirked, "Yes."

Claire rolled her eyes before accepting my mug and looked at Miss Reeves, "And for you Miss. Reeves?"

Miss Reeves handed over her cup, "More chamomile tea please."

I quickly rifled through my pocket as I spoke, "How much?"

Claire smiled at us, "You're both frequent customer's so I don't mind the occasional fill-up on the house.   Just go relax and I'll bring your drinks when they're ready."

I smiled, "Thanks Claire you're the best!"  I pulled out a few singles and held them up for Claire to see before I put it in her tip jar.

I looked at Miss Reeves, "Guess we're sitting again." I smirked, "Mind if we go back to where I was sitting so I can keep an eye on my bike."

Miss Reeves looked at me before nodding, "I guess that's fine."

I smirked, "Cool."

We walked back to the front of the bistro where I resumed my seat happy no one had fucked with my bike and more importantly my helmet.  

I waited for Miss Reeves to sit down before I spoke, "So where were we?"  I snapped my fingers, "That's right you were apologizing," I smiled at her.

Miss Reeves didn't seem perturbed before she spoke calmly, "Yes, as I was saying.   I'm sorry for being so crass and I hope you can find that under normal circumstances you can always come talk to me."  She held up her book, "However, you'll have to forgive my manner as I do enjoy these novels during my downtime and prefer being left alone."

I looked at her before I realized this was her being her and she did say she was sorry.   I chuckled, "Fair enough.   Next time I see your nose in a book I'll be sure to steer clear so you can enjoy them."

Miss Reeves finally smirked at me, "Thank you Mr. Everly."

I nodded before Miss Reeves spoke, "So Claire mentioned you have become a regular here?"

I nodded as I sighed, "Yeah I found it about three weeks ago.   Been coming ever since."  I smiled at her, "Can't stand the major chains as I find them always busy."

Miss Reeves nodded, "I tend to agree."  She looked at me, "Though I would prefer no one find out about me being here from school."

I smirked, "Why?   Don't want any teenage stalkers following you around."

Miss Reeves looked at me flatly, "No, I would just prefer my alone time to be that 'alone time'."

I chuckled, "Well your secret is safe with me."

Miss Reeves nodded.

Claire walked up and set down two mugs on the table next to us, "One fresh chamomile tea with a little honey.   And one refill of cold brew as I added three more shots for you."

I smirked, "Thanks Claire, I appreciate it."

Claire straighten as she smirked at me, "Any more shots you won't need that bike, you could outrun a sports car with how much espresso is in your system."

I laughed, "You might be right about that."  I rifled through my pockets before Claire stopped me, "Enough you don't need to tip me every time I pay you a compliment.   That one was free."

I smiled at her, "Well I'll remember that for next time."

Claire rolled her eyes before she walked off.

I picked up my coffee as I motioned to Claire with my head at Miss Reeves, "She's sweet."

Miss Reeves elegantly picked up her cup before speaking, "If I didn't know any better it sounded like you were flirting with Claire."

I blinked, "What?"  I smiled, "That?"  I waved my hand at Claire, "It's just fun banter between two people."  As I finally took a sip of the coffee this time REALLY tasting the espresso.

I lightly 'Ahhh' enjoying the taste before setting the cup down.

I looked at Miss Reeves, "So you said you had a LONG night?   What were you doing?"

Miss Reeves elegantly put her cup down, "Not that it's ANY of your business but I was doing some late night tutoring for people needing my tutelage."

I nodded trying to sound intrigued, "Oh that's cool."  I tilted my head, "Didn't know people needed tutoring late at night.   On a Friday night at that."

Miss Reeves nodded, "Yes, well they did and paid for my services."

I smirked, "So do you tutor EVERY NIGHT?"

Miss Reeves lightly blushed but didn't let her phase her as she answered, "Not EVERY night.   Usually it's a weekend here.   A weekend there type of thing."

She shrugged, "When that happens I 'usually' work all night depending on the client.   Then in the wee hours of the morning I like hitting a early morning yoga class and do some cardio and core exercises.   The rest of the morning I usually wind down drinking chamomile tea and catching up on one of my endless list of novels."

I pointed at the book, "And it looks like you prefer the REAL thing over a tablet."

Miss Reeves smirked, "Yes I do enjoy flipping 'actual' pages over some bulky tablet."

I smirked before Miss Reeves spoke, "You know Mr. Everly you confound me."

I looked at her with a smirk, "Oh? How so?"

Miss Reeves spoke, "When I was first told that you a known criminal would be attending school I was naturally both intrigued and alarmed."

I smirked, "Yeah?"

Miss Reeves nodded, "Naturally, when I was told your age that you'd be starting your senior year I was confused why you'd willing attend high school when most students entering their senior year are either 17 going on 18 or 18 going on 19.   Yet you're 20 going on 21.   I'm a little perplexed that you'd willingly come to high school at your age."

I looked at her, "I feel like that's a question?"

Miss Reeves looked at me, "Why?   Why come to high school when you're 20?   Why not just get your GED and be done with high school?"

I smirked at her, "Want my honest answer?"

Miss Reeves nodded, "Please."

I looked at her, "Alright, in ALL honesty I wanted to finish my school and get the whole high school experience.   I wanted to attend my senior prom.   Do all the things high schoolers are doing because I missed out doing that with my friends.   Now ALL of them are in college and have their own lives."

Miss Reeves spoke flatly, "Oh."  She blushed a little bit, "Makes sense."

I sighed, "It's alright."  I took a sip of my coffee before I continued, "I also completely forgot how immature high schoolers can be."  I looked at her, "And don't get me started on girl's in high school."

Miss Reeves chuckled, "That bad huh?"

I groaned, "Good god.   I thought I'd hook up with a hottie or two but with the stigma of my past plus what I went through all the girl's at the school irritate me."

Miss Reeves smirked at me, "I can see that."

I picked up my mug and sipped again before I spoke, "Well anyways, after I'm done I might just chill and figure out my next step."

Miss Reeves spoke quizzically, "Next step?"

I nodded, "Yeah.   Whether I want to go physically to college and redo the whole stigma again or attend an online college so I can avoid the stigma of people talking about my supposed criminal past like everyone's doing at school."

Miss Reeves nodded, "I can see how that's a problem."

I looked at her with a smirk, "Yet you seem to be handling my criminal past just fine if you're talking to me."

Miss Reeves blushed again but spoke, "That's because I see you as my student, not some criminal."  She shrugged, "Albeit an OLD student."

I veined a hurt expression, "Ouch!"  I smirked at her, "I'm not that old."  I waved at her, "Hell we're probably closer in age than I am with my classmates."

Miss Reeves chuckled, "I can agree with that."

Miss Reeves looked down at her cup and yawned loudly before she addressed me, "Well Mr. Everly this was an interesting talk but I really do need to get home so I can sleep."

I looked at her, "Want me to follow you home to make sure you don't crash after having two cups of chamomile tea?"

Miss Reeves looked at me, "I'd rather not have you know where I live."  She smiled warmly at me, "But I do appreciate the offer."

I nodded, "I understand."

Miss Reeves nodded and got up before she stood there for a minute and nearly fell as she returned to her seat.

I instantly spoke, "You ok?"

Miss Reeves blinked, looking like she was struggling to stay awake as she looked at me, "I think I might have to take your offer after all."

I nodded, "I can easily follow you."

Miss Reeves shook her head, "I'm afraid I won't be able to drive like this."

I spoke, "Well I can drive your car and just catch a taxi back here for my bike."  I held out my hand, "Just give me your car keys and I'll escort you to your car."

Miss Reeves looked at me, "I can trust you?"

I nodded, "Of course."

Miss Reeves sighed but held out her hand, "You don't need my car keys you just need me."

I nodded as I grabbed my cup and pounded the remaining liquid before I set it down and got up.   After I got up I helped Erica up onto her feet as she leaned against me.

I helped her out using one arm while in my other arm I held onto my helmet.   As we got out to the parking lot, "Which one is your car?"

Erica pointed to an SUV without saying anything before I walked half dragged Erica Reeves to her SUV.   As soon as we approached the passenger door she touched the handle and I heard the car audibly unlock.   I opened the door and helped Erica Reeves into her SUV before I rounded the car and got in the driver's seat.   I tossed my helmet into the back before I hit the ignition and turned on the vehicle.

I looked at Miss Reeves, "Where's your house?"

Erica Reeves who was fighting to stay awake tapped on the digital display bringing up the map and clicked Navigation then Home and heard the onboard navigation tell me how to get to her house.

I exited the parking lot and followed the navigation as it took me across town to the same neighborhood I had moved into.   I smirked when it navigated me to the street on the other side and the house turned out to be literally caddy corner from my house.

I smiled internally when I learned that.

I pulled into Miss Reeves driveway and even clicked the door clicker above the rear view mirror to see if she parked her vehicle in the garage or not trying to take the extra step of my nice-ness.

I smirked again as the garage was empty meaning she probably parked her SUV in the garage which also meant easy access to her house.

I looked over and heard her lightly snoring, meaning she was OUT.

I sighed as I knew that I had to drag Erica Reeves out of her car and take her to her bed.   Luckily the inside of her garage looked large enough to where I could pull in, drag Erica out and possibly drape her over my shoulder and walk her around the vehicle to the entrance of the house.

I pulled the vehicle into the garage before I put the vehicle in park and closed the garage door before I turned everything off.

I exited the vehicle and around the vehicle as I opened the passenger door.   I tried to gently nudge Erica awake hoping she was a light sleeper but she didn't budge.

I sighed again and went through the painstaking task of getting Erica out of her vehicle then hefting her sleeping body over my shoulder as I was suddenly thankful for all the chemicals that was rammed into my system as I put on a significant amount of muscle onto my frame where Erica's phat tempting body wasn't all that heavy.   Still I grunted and reminded myself though I had the muscle without regular exercise, all the muscle in the world wasn't going to help me.

I walked her limp comatose body out of the garage and into her house.   I immediately notated the house as I entered what I think is the dining room.... I think.   I immediately walked through the dining room and into the foray for the main entrance of the house that had the beginning stairs to the second floor.

I walked up the stairs and looked left then right trying to figure out which one would led me to the master bedroom.   I guess left and was right as I found her master bedroom with a fairly large king sized bed.

I walked her up to the bed and tossed her off my shoulder and onto the bed.

I was tempted to fix her on the bed but decided against it.   Or at least tempted to search around her place but instead I walked downstairs and found a white board on Erica's refrigerator with her current shopping list so I put my phone number on her white board and my name.

I was about to leave before I remembered my helmet and went back into her garage.   Got back into her vehicle and retrieved my helmet.   I padded myself down one last time making sure I didn't forget anything THEN I left through her front door making sure it was locked BEFORE I called myself a rideshare back to the coffee bistro where I left my bike.