The doorbell woke Frederick up and he hissed out loudly.

"Who the hell is disturbing my peace this morning?"

He grumpily said with his eyes still closed. He got home and went to bed due to tiredness.

The bell came again and he got down from the bed, picked his robe and threw it over his body and took a long stroll out of his bedroom.

He rushed down the stairs and pulled the main door open after looking through the pinhole.

"You don't have to wake me up so early like this. What happened to your house?"

Larry pushed him away and got inside.

"Dude, you disappeared without a trace last night. I called you severally but no way so I had to come here to see if you are home or you have been killed by the black Devilish Angel"

Frederick frowned deeply, causing wrinkles on his forehead. He can't believe that Larry would be in his home as early as six to ask if he has been killed or still a

Kristen sat leg crossed on the floor with her eyes glued on the big television. She was having breakfast of hot brewed Choco and plantain pizza.

She was dressed on a bum short and a creamy crop top.

A good sex increases appetite. She is not a foodie but she has been eating more than required lately.

There was nothing to see on the TV except some documentaries which she is not a fan but to get her mind off the image that refused to leave her mind, she decided to watch the dumb documentaries. She could change channel but she just doesn't want to.

A knock came out the door and she ignored it, it came again yet she pretended not to hear it.

After several knocks, the person stopped knocking and the next second, Kristen heard the door cracking open and frowned deeply.

She stood up to find who is at the door.

Her living room wasn't adjacent to the main door so before she can get to the l

Kristen stirred and opened her eyes. She turned and saw the stranger sleeping next to her. She did not get to know his name and he doesn't know hers.

One thing she doesn't fail to do is not to give her name out in case her services are needed.

She rose halfway and stared at her dress heaped on the floor. She sighed and got down from the bed and headed into the bathroom to freshen up. On her way to the bathroom, her eyes met the wall clock and the time said 12:30 am. It's already Saturday morning.

She stood under the shower as the water washed every dirt in her skin

Her mind was somewhere else. Her evening went well in a way she did not expect and as it is now, she is feeling good more than expected.

She smiled at the memory of the past night.

Sleeping with a dude she never gets to know his name has been the craziest thing she has ever done.

Every one of her flings, she get to know their names before anything can happen between them.

Wrapping the inn towel around her,she stepped out of the room and quickly dressed up, got a pen and paper by the lamp stance and srabbled something on the paper, picked the guy's clothes and dropped them on the bed beside him and left the room after closing the door behind him.

"Endeavor to wake him up in the morning"

Kristen said to the front desk attendant when she got to the desk, the attendant smiled.

"Alright ma'am. Good morning to you"

Kristen nodded and left.

She walked past the clubhouse and found all the lights out. Seeing the state of the club, you won't believe that this is a place that is rowdy every night especially Friday nights.

She shook her head and walked to her Bonbon, settled in and drove off a moment later.

Her place is just a fifteen minutes ride from the clubhouse.

The road was lonely and calm. This is not her first time being on the road by this time of the night, she does that every week. Kristen is one fearless lady that nothing scares her. The morale she has got is unmatchable.

The radio was on and she was humming to the song playing as she drives on average speed.

Finally she drove into her driveway and put off the engine after parking. She got down with her phone on the right hand and her car key on the left hand and walked unbotheredly towards her apartment.

She lives at the outskirts of Crystal Hills, a small town in Big Raven.

This place only house few people that wants a quiet place and one of them is Kristen.

She has been here for five years after leaving home because her step father could not stop abusing her sexually.

Kristen told her mom severally but she would choose her husband over her and when she could not bear the shame, pain and stigma, she left home and cut every ties with the family.

Her stepfather had raped her at fourteen and had continued to abuse her for complete three years. She left when she was seventeen and had loved on her own for five years but she never stopped having sex because she figured out that's the only thing that pleases and makes her feel good.

She doesn't believe in love and if you can give her sex without wanting an attachment, she is in for it.

Her sex addiction was results of her stepfather constant visit to her bed every night.

She hated sex at first because the stepfather would use her any way he likes. Some times, he forces her to watch porn and after that, forced her to practice what she watched but after she left home and became free, she could not do without sex and it has been like that.

Kristen never for a day regret the new her.

Kristen unlocked her door and stepped inside,flicked the light switch on and locked her door then stripped off every piece of clothing on her and laid on the cold tiles.

She did not mind how chilly the floor is and slept off immediately

Her night has been far spent.

*******

Frederick opened his eyes expecting to see the lady sleeping next to him but found her space empty.

"Maybe she is in the bathroom"

Je thought and grunted. He laid straight for a complete 30 seconds then stepped down from the bed.

He was completely naked, he looked around and found his clothes on the edge of the bed and quickly wore them.

He wanted to go see if she is actually in the bathroom or she stepped out when he saw a paper

He unfolded the paper,

"Hi, I did not get to know your name. I am Kristen and this is my digits in case you want a repetition of last night. Good morning"

"She left?"

He asked, obviously not expecting an answer.

He was disappointed but a bit happy that he can at least reach her.

He folded the paper and put it in his back pocket.

He saw the wall clock and realized that it's still too early but regardless, he made up his mind to leave.

Last night was his best night ever and like she said, he would want a repetition of that but what if he wants more than just a night again.

He would see about that but first, he needs to get home.

He checked to see if he is forgetting anything and left afterwards.

The front desk attendant saw him and smiled,

"You are leaving already?"

"I am or do you want me to live here?"

The attendant chuckled,

"Off course you can stay as long as you want"

Frederick did not get to him so he asked the attendant to explain.

"I meant you can stay for as long as you want because the room you slept in last night has been rented by the lady you spent the night with every year. It's more like her second home and you are not the first guy to sleep in that room, infact, they are countless"

Frederick grabbed all what the guy said and shook his head. What he doesn't get is why the attendant is telling him all that.

"Thanks for the information"

Frederick said and left the inn.


The doorbell woke Frederick up and he hissed out loudly.

"Who the hell is disturbing my peace this morning?"

He grumpily said with his eyes still closed. He got home and went to bed due to tiredness.

The bell came again and he got down from the bed, picked his robe and threw it over his body and took a long stroll out of his bedroom.

He rushed down the stairs and pulled the main door open after looking through the pinhole.

"You don't have to wake me up so early like this. What happened to your house?"

Larry pushed him away and got inside.

"Dude, you disappeared without a trace last night. I called you severally but no way so I had to come here to see if you are home or you have been killed by the black Devilish Angel"

Frederick frowned deeply, causing wrinkles on his forehead. He can't believe that Larry would be in his home as early as six to ask if he has been killed or still alive. It's understandable that Larry is looking out for him but he should have called again.

"I am 

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