Suburban Cyborg

by Gloria Martin

  Cassie’s face relaxed. It had not occurred to her that he might need actual assistance. Now she was the one with egg on her face. Cassie shuffled a few of her papers out of the way.

  “Oh my gosh,” she said. “I’m really sorry. I just thought… I mean …”

  Logan smiled sheepishly. “It’s cool,” he said. “I can’t blame you for thinking that way.” He took a seat next to her at the table. She could feel his nervous energy as it mingled with her. Logan took out his notebook and handed to her.

  “I’ve been failing my last couple of papers,” he started.

  “I know,” she said matter-of-factly. They both laughed sheepishly.

  “Right, of course,” he said. “I…figured who better to help me get better than the person who grades them, right?”

  Cassie nodded. “Makes sense to me,” she said as she opened his notebook. “What’s your paper on?”

  “Sports and Education,” he said proudly. Cassie raised her eyebrows.

  “Shocking,” she mumbled.

  Logan smirked. “Too much of a cliché?” he asked.

  Cassie looked stunned, “What? That the jock chose to write a paper he should be able to write in his sleep?” she asked. “No not at all.” They laughed, but this time there was no nervous energy to it. “Let’s take a look at what you have here.”

  Cassie diligently dove into Logan’s paper and it what seemed like no time, she was done reading. Logan looked pleased with himself.

  “Well, at least it’s an easy read,” he joked. “And you didn’t even mark it up.” Cassie dug into her backpack and pulled out a red pen. Logan groaned.

  “Oh come on!” he cried a little too loud for the library. Cassie smirked as she shushed him, and began to apply corrections.

  “It’s not my fault if you’re a shitty writer,” she said. Logan smiled at her, but Cassie pretended not to notice. She still felt awkward about being near him and she had to sit here, she was going to try and get through this cruel and unusual punishment as quickly as possible.

  This was not Logan’s first idea in order to connect with Cassie. It was actually his only idea. Trying to catch Cassie after class was not going to work as she seemed to make it a point to either leave class early or engage in private conversations that could not be entered easily.

  When the writing center opened, Logan made sure to find out what day Cassie was going to be working and that she would be alone. Fortunately for him, she didn’t seem to ever have tutees. Still, the plan seemed to be working nicely. Cassie opened up to him quite quickly and pretty soon they were talking just as they had before the party. However, Logan could sense that she was trying to hurry him along. If he was going to get to the bottom of this, his window of opportunity was quickly shrinking.

  “You’re pretty good at this stuff,” he said. Cassie flashed a cool smile.

  “This stuff is my major,” she said. “I better be good at it.”

  Logan chuckled. “You sound like my dad,” he said.

  Cassie looked at him. “I guess you’re not doing too hot in your own major?” she asked. “What is your major, anyway?”

  Logan sighed. “Psychology,” he said.

  Cassie raised an eyebrow. “What the fuck are you going to do with a degree in psychology?” she asked.

  Logan laughed. “And now you sound like my mom,” he said.

  Cassie chuckled. “I’m sorry!” she said. “But you have to admit that it’s a legit question.”

  “Look,” he said. “It was one of the career choices they said I’d be good in.”

  Cassie nodded. “Ok, ok,” she said. “Well, I don’t know you that well, but I’m sure you’ll do fine.”

  “Thanks,” said Logan flatly.

  Cassie bit her lip. “Hey, you at least have your football.” Logan smiled.

  “I’m sure you come to all the games,” he said sarcastically.

  Cassie rolled her eyes. “I don’t have to come to all the games to know that you are good. People talk about you around campus.”

  Logan nodded. “Well, thanks,” he said. “I mean it.” All of a sudden, Logan’s stomach began to growl loudly. Cassie giggled.

  “Hungry?” she asked.

  Logan nodded. “I didn’t really eat today.” Cassie stared at him for a moment before checking her phone for the time.

  “Looks like my time for today is up,” she said. Logan looked at her wide-eyed, but then glanced at his own phone and noticed that had been there an hour.

  “Oh,” he said. “All right. Should I come by tomorrow?” Cassie laughed.

  “Yeah, I think that would be a smart idea,” she said. “In the meantime, you need to get some food. You…like pizza?” Logan looked at her aghast.

  “Uhm… yeah, I do,” he said. Cassie looked at her phone and pretended to be searching for something.

  “I know this cool pizzeria downtown that we can go to,” she said. “I’m kind of hungry too, so…I could go with you if you want.” Logan could not believe what he was hearing, but knew that this was the opening he was waiting for.

  “Sure,” he said. “Let’s do it.”

  *****

  Despite opening up to each other, it was clear there was a lot of ground to cover. Cassie loved to tell jokes with Logan and vice versa, but nothing serious was being talked about. Eventually, the topic of what happened at the party would have to come up.

  The two stepped into Harvey’s Pizzeria and Logan was immediately glad he decided to go with her instead of using his meal plan. The delicious smell of pizza filled his nostrils and the atmosphere was perfect for young college students. He looked around and saw many students studying or enjoying a whole pizza with their friends.

  “A lot of upperclassmen come here,” said Cassie. “It’s kind of a secret hide away.”

  Logan nodded as he took in the restaurant. “Then I’m honored I got a free pass,” he said. Cassie smirked as she led him to a small table at the center of the room. When the waitress arrived, they ordered a large pepperoni pizza and a pitcher of coke for the table. They sat in relative silence as the ambient music of the restaurant played; occasionally piping up to continue their small talk.

  “Hey, listen,” said Cassie; breaking the silence. “I wanted to…apologize for running out on you that night.” Logan did not even try to pretend he didn’t know what she was referring to. He just shook his head.

  “It’s fine,” he said. “There’s no need to apologize.”

  “But there is,” said Cassie. “I should not have done that to you. I thought you were a different person than what you are and to be honest, I’ve been regretting it the entire afternoon.”

  Logan smirked. “You wouldn’t be the first person who misjudged someone.”

  “No,” she said. “I suppose not. But I’m the last person who should be judging anyone.”

  “What do you mean?” he asked. Finally, Logan was going to get a straight answer from someone.

  Cassie looked at him. “You must know,” she said. “You’ve been hanging around those creeps at Nu Epsilon.” Logan averted his eyes from hers. “So…they told you about me?”

  Logan nodded. “They told me a story,” he said.

  Cassie raised an eyebrow. “You don’t believe it?” she asked.

  “I’d rather hear from someone else,” he said. “Particularly, you.”

  Cassie’s lips threatened to curl into a smile. “Alright,” she said. “Well, they probably told you that I went to the party my freshmen year. That part was true. And yeah, I drank a lot and got pretty wasted. That’s also true. What they won’t tell you is that I wasn’t some horny teenaged girl looking for a good time. One of the guys was flirting with me. He apparently was some big shot on campus who was a year ahead of me. I wasn’t trying to really talk to anyone like that, but he just seemed so into me. He said all the right things and he knew how to treat me right. Well, he invited me next door to one of the adjacent frat houses; the one you and I went to. Guess which room
we decided to enter.” Logan chuckled a little at the irony, but stayed quiet so that she could proceed.

  “Anyways, we go in the room and start making out. He didn’t force himself on me, I swear. We just…started kissing. Being so young and not really having someone that into me before, it was exciting. I mean here I was with some football star and he wanted me! God, he made me feel good. So, I had sex with him. Really, really good sex. While we had sex though, he made me…say things to him.” Cassie turned her head embarrassed, but Logan reached out on instinct and touched her hand.

  “It’s okay,” he said. “You can tell me.”

  A tear started to fall down Cassie’s cheek. “He made talk about wanting to take his white cock and how I wanted his dick between my thick lips.” Cassie breathing had become shallower, but Logan squeezed her hand in order to offer any source of comfort. “I felt so disgusting when I said it, but the more I said, the more into it he got. When he was done, he came on my face and said I was his entry in the black list.”

  Logan turned up his mouth. “What’s the black list?” he asked Cassie chuckled.

  “Just a ledger with all the names of every single black girl that has ever been fucked by a Nu Epsilon,” she said. Logan let go of Cassie’s hand.

  “Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked.

  Cassie snorted. “I wish I was,” she said. “But the truth is, they’ve been doing this for years. Find a black girl on campus, fuck her, and add her on the list. Apparently, it’s how they choose their officers.” Logan couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His face showed all the disgust he had for the fraternity. His mind was racing as he wondered if his father had ever participated in this twisted tradition.

  Cassie took Logan’s hand with her other one. He looked at her and for once, they held each other’s gaze with no intention of turning away.

  “Cassie,” he said. But he had no other words. What could he say that could take away the humiliation?

  “No,” she said. “I told you before, I’m the one who should apologize. I treated you exactly how they treated me. That wasn’t right. And I have to say that I have felt like shit ever since.” Logan nodded. He understood and for the first time since the party, he knew that the both of them had finally found peace.

  *****

  Logan parting from Cassie was not what she wanted after such a connection, but it was better than she had hoped. He dropped Cassie off at her dorm and arranged to meet the next day. Talking with Logan didn’t exactly wipe away the memories of her past, but she felt at peace, nonetheless.

  The next day, she was so excited to see Logan that she actually dressed up a little to meet up with him. She arrived early and kept glancing at the door to see if he had arrived. Just when she thought he had stood her up, Logan came through the door; his face slightly bruised. Cassie went wide eyed and ran up to him.

  “Oh my goodness! What happened?” she cried.

  Logan merely smirked. “Had a little chat with the president of Nu Epsilon,” he said.

  Cassie stared at him bewildered, “You did what?!” she said.

  Logan laughed as he led her back to the study room. “I cornered him after practice,” he said as he went to take a seat. “Told him that I knew what he had done to you and this whole “black list” thing was going to stop.”

  “I’m sure he took that well,” she said as she closed the door as to not have their conversation overheard.

  “Very,” he said. “So much so, that we got into a bit of a verbal altercation. See, he didn’t like me trying to stomp out a time-honored tradition. So I explained to him that the Dean was going to start an investigation into this little ledger and that all Nu Epsilon events were to cease pending the investigation.”

  Cassie beamed as she hugged Logan tightly, but stopped short. “Wait,” she said. “What’s going to stop them from hiding the ledger?” Logan had a huge grin on his face as he reached into his bag and pulled out a black and white composition notebook.

  “I wanted you to see that I got it first before I took it over to the Dean,” he said. Without warning, Cassie kissed Logan deeply. This kiss was different than the drunken one before, but Logan still loved to feel her lips against his. Cassie pressed the button to lock the door as she continued kissing him.

  Logan reached down and cupped her buttocks as he lifted her and placed her on top of the table. He kissed her neck, worshipping her like the goddess she was. Cassie smirked.

  “I’m glad I met you at that party,” she said. Logan looked at her and gave her another kiss.

  “Me too,” he said before nibbling on her neck again. Cassie began to unbutton her blouse and let it fall open revealing her silk red bra. Logan leaned over and kissed the tops of her breasts as he squeezed and fondled them.

  Cassie bit her lip and groaned; proud that she had found such a capable lover. Logan pushed her skirt over her hips and shapely ass. To his surprise she wore no panties. He looked up at her, only to have her grab him by the back of his neck and kiss him deeply. Without a moment’s pause, Logan undid his pants and let them fall to his ankles as he pushed his cock into Cassie’s sopping wet pussy. Cassie groaned loudly as his stiff cock became buried deep within her pussy. Cassie’s nails scratched at his back as he held her hips and brought her closer to him. Cassie looked at Logan with lustful eyes; wanting as much of his cock as she could take. Cassie pulled her blouse off before undoing the front clasp of her bra, letting her large dark tits bounce with each thrust.

  Part of them wanted to make sure they were not being too loud, but at the same time, they didn’t care. Their future truly was different because of Nu Epsilon and for better or worse, they would meet it together as one.

  Cassie pushed Logan off of her and as he removed his shirt, Cassie took off the rest of her clothes as well and bent over the desk. Logan held onto her hips and pushed into her pink pussy. Cassie arched her back and groaned as Logan pounded his cock into her dripping pussy. Cassie held onto the desk for support the more he rammed into her pussy.

  “Fuck, Cassie!” hissed Logan. “I’m going to come!” Cassie turned her head to try and see Logan.

  “Come, come inside me Logan!” she cried. Logan felt Cassie tighten on his cock as she stiffened up and began to ejaculate. His cock became slick with her juices as he emptied his hot creamy load inside her. Cassie closed her eyes, loving the fullness and the warm sensation, before turning around to look at Logan.

  She did not leave him, but instead invited him onto the table top where he held her in his arms. For the first time she was safe and had found someone that could truly love her.

  THE END

  Bonus Story 30/40

  Stormy Love

  Prologue

  Lizzy walked into the jewelry boutique to cheer herself up. She was going to have to speak to her mother later and that was always a horrible situation. So she figured buying a nice bracelet would lift her spirits. The owner knew her from a month back, the last time she had to speak to her mother.

  “Hello, Miss Storm, it is good of you to return. Is there anything I can help you with, a problem with your last purchase?” The salesman asked. She had to search her memory for his name. She smiled.

  “I am immensely satisfied with my last purchase, Reginald, and I was wanting to purchase another. I feel the need for a second bracelet,” she told him. He was pleased she remembered his name. Reginald was an older man, stout with grey hair and a three-thousand-dollar suit.

  “Well, Miss Storm we have some wonderful new pieces over here you may be interested in. I am happy you enjoy your first purchase with us,” Reginald pulled out a velvet tray of bracelets she was interested in looking at from the many under the glass counter. Then he looked up as another customer came through the door. Lizzy smiled.

  “Go see what he needs, Reginald, I am going to be a minute looking at these,” she told him taking off her coat and setting it with her purse on the counter.

  He smiled and moved off greeting the new cus
tomer. Lizzy looked over the beautiful pieces. She wanted to buy them all, but despite her trust fund she did not like indulging herself that much. One expensive bracelet would work for today. There was a loose silver chain bracelet with amethysts set all around the metal. She shook her head. She was hard on anything with a clasp. Then she looked at a solid, wide bracelet that would slide over her wrist, but was snug enough to not fall off. It was also silver set with two emeralds and a ruby between them. They were good sized stones too. Wearing it, she raised it up and held it in front of her, looking in the mirror. It fit and looked good. As good as her previous purchase that was on her other wrist. Lizzy had a thing for emeralds and rubies so she decided that she would get that one. It matched her dark red hair and bright green eyes.

  She saw in the mirror that Reginald was helping a tall man looking at watches. Actually, Reginald was explaining the watch and the man was looking at her. He saw her see him in the mirror and smiled slightly before returning his attention to Reginald. She realized she recognized him from somewhere, she just could not remember where. Boy, was he tall, though, easily six and a half feet, if not more. Making him over a foot taller than she was. Well-proportioned though, and he also had red hair. His clothes looked designer made. Hmm. Nice looking guy in a jewelry store. She wondered if it would be worth the effort to say hello. He glanced over and saw her checking him out and his smile widened. It was her turn to focus her attention back to the jewelry, embarrassed.

  Despite what her parents thought, she was not a slut. She did occasional like to have a good time and human contact was important, she believed. She heard the bell on the door ring and as she looked up a voice called out.

  “All right everyone, stay where you are!” She saw four men file in wearing ski masks and dark clothes. Her first thought was, how cliché. Then she jumped when she saw they all had big guns. Lizzy put her hands up quietly as did the tall man. Reginald came around from behind the counter.