Lahat ng Kabanata ng Naughty Genie: Pleasing My Master (Book complete): Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

As he walked his way back to the break room, all he could think about was finding the confidence to ask Abby out on a date. To his best knowledge, she wasn't seeing anybody, and they got along great. She was always laughing at things that he said, and she was always rewarding him with that perfect dimpled smile. We would be perfect together, he thought, as he pictured what life would be like with Abby Cutler as his girlfriend. He pictured her taking his plus one spot to his cousin's wedding, and introducing her to all his family while she mesmerized with her personality. All he needed was to find the confidence to ask her out, as a first step. But how? It was times like these he wished he could talk to Danny about it. Danny always knew the best things to do or say, especially regarding women. That was one area that Danny never lacked in, almost always having a girlfriend. Yet once again, the memory of Danny proved painful, and Stephen tried to put it out of his

There was a knock on his door, pulling Stephen out of his head and back into reality. His brother, Chris, stuck his head in the door. "Hey, can we play your Xbox?" He asked, pointing to gaming console hooked up in the corner of Stephen's room. Stephen looked at the clock, realizing he'd have to leave for work soon. "Yeah, that's fine. I'm leaving so-" Before he even finished speaking, Chris was already pushing into the room, with Chase following right behind him. Having received their tentative permission, they paid their older brother no more mind, and fired up the console to play a shooting game. Stephen took that as a cue to start getting ready to leave. After a quick change of his clothes, he was out the door about ten minutes later, arriving for his 2 pm shift just a little early. Miguel wasn't in yet, but there was someone else who was already working when he walked in. "Hey Abby!" Stephen call

Right before break, Miguel broke their casual silence, "Hey man, just to give you a heads up. He's here." He then pointed down a few aisles. Stephen looked down to where Miguel was pointing. Shit, he thought, when he caught sight of a laughing Ram Doyle. "Just what I need tonight," he muttered under his breath. "Maybe he'll leave us alone tonight," said Miguel, looking just as fearful as Stephen felt. He never really escaped Ram's bullying as well. "I can't deal with that asshole tonight. I'm going on my break. I'll see you in half an hour," said Stephen, crushing his last box and heading back to the stockroom. On his way there, he grabbed a cheap lunchable, a protein bar, and a sports drink, and made his way to the break room. Their break room was partitioned off into two parts: one for the non-smokers, and one part for the smokers. You could easily tell the

Unfortunately, all three were just as mud covered as he was, and would need a good cleaning before the public could use them again. Not to mention, Stephen wanted to see if he could get some of the mud out of his pants before returning inside. He pushed all three carts around the back, where he could hose them off. It was there that he noticed the duffel bag again. Seeing as it had been abandoned in the cart, he didn't really think twice about looking inside. Sure enough, it did seem to belong to someone who had been homeless. Inside, Stephen found a rather worn jacket, that had really seen better days. There was a pair of beat up shoes as well, and what looked to be several pairs of underclothes. Feeling bad that he may have disturbed someone's only possessions in the world, he resolved to leave the duffel right back in the gully when he was done. The last thing he wanted to do was take clothing of someone less fortunate than himself. He ca

Stephen couldn't help but stare, mesmerized at her smile. Whoever this woman was, she was absolutely gorgeous. Even now that she was standing, she wasn't any taller than Stephen, sitting upright in his bed. He guessed she had to only be a few inches over five feet. She had light brown hair, with some hints of blonde near the tips as well. It's waviness was exceptionally attractive, as if she had spent a lot of time perfecting her hair. She also had the bluest eyes Stephen had ever seen, attracting his gaze like a beacon. She wore a slight smile, that, when paired with those eyes, could make any man breath heavier. He couldn't help but cast his eyes down past her face. Her soft, creamy pale skin looked like it was begging to be touched, or kissed. She was slender, but with the kind of curves that could stop traffic. Normally, Stephen would try to avoid gawking at a woman, but he couldn't help himself. His eyes took in her full bust, which narrowed down to a small