Toilets & A Fake Girlfriend (girlxgirl)

Chapter 24: I Got A New Shirt

"No, no, no, please, no," I cry, beg, kneeling in front of her. "Please don't do this to me." I grip her shirt tightly, begging her to just leave me alone, begging her like an innocent child. My tears are dripping down my face, making the dirty floor wet.

Veronica only spanks my arm, making me let go of her shirt. "Do you want me to electrocute you again, Daniela?" she says as she holds the electric square thing closer to my face. I immediately pull away.

Begging them only makes them want to torture me even more so I just obey their orders and keep quiet.

It is dark already, so thank god, at least, people won't have to notice me. We begin walking, heading toward where there are men. Eventually, we arrive at this familiar open basketball court. I remember now, this place was where Melissa and I made out. She was yelling like crazy and I kissed her.

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Men... yes, eight gorgeous men between 35 and 40 years old are playing basketball. Half of them are not wearing shirts while the other half is wearing multi-colored bandanas.

"Oh, my god. No, no, no...please," I beg Veronica again but she ignores me.

We stare at the men at a distance from the court, while the girls drool over those good-looking humans, stalking like creepy fanatics. We stand under a large, creepy tree which name I cannot determine while I slouch, covering my parts.

"Oh gosh," the other brunette says. "Look at that half-naked god... the one with curly blondish hair and growing mustache."

"Yeah," Scarlett replies.

"He looks like Eric Dane from that doctor show, Grey's Anatomy," Brie says.

"Holy shit, yes," Veronica replies. "Oh my god, I wanna lick his face and his..."

Oh god, no... don't say that crap in front of me.

"Wait, what's happening?" Scarlett asks as the gorgeous men stop playing and begin resting. Some are sitting on a metal bench while some are drinking water.

Eric Dane look-alike just stands in front of his mates, holding the ball in his hands. While talking and smiling like a Hollywood star, he begins checking his bag and pulls out a jug of water. He drinks the water and large droplets of water are dripping onto his sweaty pectorals down to his abs.

"Holy shit!" Veronica's mouth drops open, looking at him absorbedly. "How old is that guy? I hope he's not older than my dad. He's so hot."

"I think he's 35," Scarlett replies, eyeing Eric Dane. "How old is your dad?"

"I don't know," Veronica responds, still staring at him. "Forty-ish... something, I don't know."

The men are now wiping their sweats: from their heads, necks, shoulders, pecs to their pits. All of them are gorgeous, but Eric Dane stands out. They are all laughing, probably talking about women or their wives. Six of them have already changed to clean shirts while Eric Dane and this attractive dreadlocks hunk are still half-naked.

"I hope those two won't wear their shirts," Brie drools.

"Come on, stop drooling girls," Veronica says. "Let's introduce Daniela to them."

"Oh, no. No, no, no, no, please, no," I beg again... over and over again. But they won't listen to me, not a single word. "Please, no, no, no, Veronica, please." I begin sobbing again. My eyes are so sore.

They harshly drag me to the court. Especially with my weak body, I cannot fight back. Veronica might electrocute me again. I cannot handle the electricity anymore. It makes my muscles stiffen and I cannot move. I lamely walk as they push and pull my naked body until we step foot on the court.