The Chronicles of Moxie by Z.B Heller

Author:Z.B Heller [Heller, Z.B]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Published: 2014-05-17T00:00:00+00:00

“Mmm Miles, I love playing footies with you, but I don’t remember your legs being so hairy,” I said in a groggy morning voice.

I lay there with my eyes closed, reveling in the afterglow of a magnificent orgasm. I reached my hand over to touch Miles, but there was nothing but air. I opened my eyes, trying to remember if I’d forgotten to shave my legs. I sat up and looked under the sleeping bag.

Holy shit…

A scream rocked through me as I came face to face with a skunk. When the skunk realized that I was not a cozy place to rest, he turned around, lifted his tail and fucking sprayed me. I started gagging, trying to reach for the flap of the tent.

“Oh my God!” Renee said, as she threw her hand over her face. Mr. Pepe La Pew went scurrying off, knowing that his job was complete. “Holy crap, what happened?” she said, coving her nose and mouth.

I threw my body out of the tent, struggling for fresh air. “No…fucking…idea,” I tried to say while gasping for air. Mrs. James came running over, along with several other parents and kids.

“Miss Summers, you stink!” Katie yelled.

The kids started laughing and pointing at me.

“Miss Summers smells like poo,” Austin chimed in.

“No, she smells like shit,” said Kylie, as her mother sacked her arm and bore holes into her head with her eyes.

“Ok, everyone, back to your tent. We’ll make sure this gets cleaned up,” Mrs. James said with authority. She turned to me, holding her nose. “Well, I suppose you were due for a raise anyways.”

I glanced up at her while I still lay on the ground. “I would like you to know that this gets me off bus duty for life!” I retorted.

She went to check if the skunk had left the area and to see what she could do for me, to ease the smell. Renee looked at me, still with her hand over her mouth and nose. But I could see her eyes, and they were smiling. She was trying her best not to laugh.

“You know, if you were looking for another perfume, we could have gone to Macy’s to pick something out that was a little less offensive,” she snickered behind her hand. “How did a skunk get into your tent?

Before I answered her question, I wanted to know where the hell my other nighttime visitor went.

“Where’s Miles?”

“Oh, honey, if you think that stink will act as an aphrodisiac, we need to have a serious discussion.”

I narrowed my eyes at her. “He was in my tent.”

“No, that was a skunk. Unless Miles started radiating new pheromones,” she said.

“Earlier, asshole. He was in there earlier,” I seethed.

“Miles is gone. He had to take Dillion home.”

I hung my head down and rocked it side to side. Why am I not surprised? He escaped before he could reject me face to face. I suppose he liked the little game he was playing. I was never one to feel used before, but at that moment I felt more used then a whore at a brothel.

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