His Sex Toy [Cristiano Ronaldo fanfic]

2) In which he saw the pearl

"Hey, honey, wake up," I patted my little sister's arms who is sleeping on our worn-out mattress-the only bed we have in our one-bedroom apartment. "You're gonna be late for school."

Her eyes fluttered open and looked at me. "I feel sleepy and tired."

"You had enough rest, baby girl." I poked her nose. "Get up and go take a bath before Mr. Dickens turns off the main water tank." I was referring to our grumpy landlord.

Little sister sleepily walked to the bathroom and I resumed my cooking. I glanced at the wall clock; it says 6:40 am. I still have to send her to the school before I can go to my own class. This is always our morning routine.

Thirty minutes later we got dressed and both were ready to go. After sending her to her school I waited for a bus in Blecker St. and thankfully I didn't stood and wait there too long.

ULA is big, but I only have few friends and one of them is Danika. We have two the same classes and almost all the time we go to lunch together. Today I found her hanging around on one of the benches.

"Howdy, sexy," she greeted, flipping back her honey blond hair. "How's the photoshoot?"

"Oh darn, Danika. You won't believe who my co-model was." I sat beside her and whispered, "Cristiano Ronaldo."

"The football player?" she asked, wide-eyed.

I nodded.

"Get out!" she exclaimed. "Oh my G! How did he looked like in person?"

I rolled my eyes as I recalled his perverted acts and his advances towards me. Though I really find him very appealing, what he did to me wasn't still acceptable. "He's gorgeous, but the guy's a jerk. He had no respect."

"What did he do?"

I twisted the straps of my backpack, hesitating. Would I sound prudish if I complain about him touching my body? He is a very famous man and every girl would love to be in my place-I wouldn't deny I was one of his fans before.

"Well?" Danika said, waiting for my answer.

"He fondled my breasts and sucked my nipple."

There, I said it. Spill it all, gurl!

Danika squealed in surprise, her hands fanning to her face. "He did? Oh my god! You two had made out?"

"No!" I quickly answered. "That's not what I meant, silly. We were-"

"Oh my god oh my god oh my god," she kept mumbling, mostly to herself. "You're so lucky. I would kill for your spot. Oh my, Cristiano Ronaldo!" She sighed dreamily and I knew right at that moment that whatever I have to say wouldn't matter anymore. So I shut my mouth.

"You better bring me with you the next time you're shooting with him," Danika said. "You need to introduce me to him."

"I doubt that," I said, shaking my head. "I doubt if they will still hire me."

"Don't give me that attitude, Kayla. You are great in modeling."

I smiled and thanked her for lifting my spirits up. We stayed there for minutes, talking girly stuff, before heading to our classes.

Later that day there was a commotion outside the school. Rumor was there's a celebrity visiting the university to watch the school's athletes play and to give inspiration. I wondered who the celebrity is, but I wasn't too interested to know so I grabbed the opportunity to go to the indoor swimming pool and get a dip before it gets crowded. I was a swimmer since 9nth grade, we had a huge pool at our house before when my parents are still alive, but when they were gone all of our assets too, were gone. I still love to swim so every now and then whenever I have free time I go and swim in the school's indoor pool.