The next day...
I was at the college, waiting for my sister.
It was 2:07 PM and I was standing in front of the gates.
I was wearing a black T-shirt and jeans, and I had a smile on my face, as I waited for my sister.
Yesterday, I received a message from her, telling me the time and place.
So, here I was.
"Hey," A voice came from behind me, and I turned around.
Nisha was standing behind me, and she was wearing a white shirt and a pair of tight jeans.
Her were tied in a ponytail and her bangs were hanging loosely over her forehead.
However, that was all just the talk of the talk.
Because the shirt from her chest was so tight that the buttons were about to pop, her breasts were stretching the fabric to its limits, and the space between the two halves was quite visible.
And her jeans, her fucking jeans.
It was so tight, that it perfectly outlined her hips, her curves, and her thick thighs, leaving nothing to the imagination.
Well, my imagination was always weak, and now, seeing her, I just want to fuck her brains out and fill her womb with my semen.
But, no, no.
I had to keep my desire under control.
I have to make her submit to me willingly, and not force her.
'Calm down, Rael. Don't be so eager, you have just had sex with Sana, so, you can have a bit of patience.'
Yes, that's right.
I shouldn't act so hastily and should take things slowly.
'She should do it herself. And, then, I will just have to make the last move, and grant her wish.'
With those thoughts, I took a deep breath and calmed myself.
"Hey," I greeted her and looked at her eyes, ignoring her luscious breasts, and her voluptuous ass, which was begging to be slapped.
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see," Nisha said, and a smile formed on her face.
"Follow me,"
She grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the car park, her breasts pressed against my arm.
"Okay,"
I followed her, and we arrived at the parking lot.
"Here we are,"
She stopped in front of a... a... WOW!
I was stunned by the beauty of the car.
It was a BMW Z4 convertible and the paint job was silver, the sun reflecting off of its glossy surface.
"Is this yours?"
"Yep, I just bought it yesterday, because my Lamborghini and Ferrari aren't suited for a date."
Wow.
A Lamborghini and a Ferrari?
Really?
And she has a BMW? Which she just purchased for the little date with me?
Well, damn.
"Let's go," She said and pressed a button on her key chain, the door of the car unlocking.
After that, she got in the left side of the car and I got in the right.
The car was luxurious, and the seats were soft, the leather cushioning enveloping my body, as I sat down.
The steering was on the left side of the car, totally different than the ones I had seen in my previous life.
And since I wasn't much ameer... I mean rich in the past life, I had never been in a luxury car, except a rickshaw.
I don't even know how to drive.
And that was the reason why I had been riding the bus and the motorcycle.
"Seat belt,"
Nisha said and began to pull her seat belt, the strap sliding across her breasts, before locking it into place.
"Huh?"
I was dumbfounded, and she sighed, before grabbing the seat belt and pulling it towards me, the strap gliding across my chest, and locking into place.
"Seat belts are a must when you are in a car," She explained and started the engine, the sound of the motor echoing through the parking lot.
"You know that right, Rael?"
"Of course, I know."
I lied, of course I don't. In my past life, no one used seat belts, and everyone drove like crazy.
With their modified bikes, they were like "WOOOOOOH!"
And then, when they met a police vehicle, they were like, "Haha, you can't catch us."
It was quite hilarious and entertaining, and sometimes, they would crash into something.
Even then, they would still blame the other person and would say, "If you didn't come in my way, I would have gone faster and avoided the collision."
Damn, the friends of my past life are truly insane, huh.
Well, it is all in the past, now, I have a new life.
A new life filled with love and happiness, and lots and lots of sex.
"Are you ready?"
Nisha's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I looked at her.
"Yep, I am ready,"
"Okay, then,"
Nisha put the car in reverse and pulled the lever, the car backing out of the parking space.
Then, she shifted the car into drive, and stepped on the gas, the car roaring, as she sped up.
"So, tell me, why are you taking me out on a date?" I asked as my hair fluttered in the wind, the trees and buildings zooming past.
"Because I don't want to be looked down upon."
She answered and turned the steering, the car turning onto another road.
Don't want to be looked down upon?
What does she mean by that?
Wait, does she mean...
"Are you taking me to a party arranged by your friends or something?"
I asked, and a sigh escaped her lips, as she heard my question.
"Yeah, I am taking you to a party."
She answered and I couldn't help but laugh, at the thought of her inviting her brother to a party organized by her friends as a friend.
"A birthday party of a bitch I want to destroy." She added.
"Huh? Destroy?"
Her words caught me off guard and I was surprised when she mentioned the word "destroy."
"Yep, a bitch that I want to destroy."
She didn't look at me, and her grip on the steering wheel tightened, her knuckles turning white, as she drove.
Hmm...
A bitch to destroy?
Interesting.
At last, something out of the novel is happening.