>>7274770I was all alone and to myself while at a desk, reading my novel that I picked from the library. But little did anyone know, I hid my favorite eroge behind the pages of the book, so nobody would know that I was reading something lewd in public. It was an erotic scene of a man-slave helpless at Flandre's mercy as she bickered with her foot toward his face, telling him to lick it, as she dominantly grinned with that evil smirk.
But just then, on the verge of the climactic moment, soemone entered my comfort zone. I had to do something. But first, listen.
It was a girl. But not Flandre, a real girl, unfortunately. Likely to pick on me, or out ask me if I'm alone out of pity. Jesus, why don't they leave me alone? I just want to enjoy my moment!
"Anon-kun..."
"Leave me be, you undeserving whore!" - this is what I wanted to say. But it would draw too much attention. I instead gave her the silent treatment. Maybe if I hold out long enough, she'll go away.
"Can I borrow this chair?"
A sigh of relief swept my lips as I gestured off with a simple nod, not bothering to look at that real, disgusting face of hers. I was left alone soon after, to enjoy my eroge from where I left off.
And then back to the book from where I stopped, I continued to read...