The game of wit episode 1

THE GAME OF WITS
(THE ROLLED OUT DICE)
EPISODE 1
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STORY BY AUTHOR SMART
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mo-ning sounds could be heard as it vibrated throughout the wh0le room, the sound could be heard through the wh0le building as the mo-ner didn’t bother reducing her voice.
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Two unclad body could be seen in a king sized bed in a sitting room making out as their faces were glistening with sweat and pleasure painted their face.
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“Bang me like the wh-re that I am, oooooh!! yeah don’t stop.” This was the sound permeating the atmosphere as the guy was seriously pounding her like mad.
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After some minutes they both climaxed totally looking tired and enervated on the bed.
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“I love you.” The lady muttered as she k-ssed the guy beside her but he himself kept quiet as he didn’t bother replying her.
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“When would you be going?”
He asked her, after some minutes of silence.
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“I would be staying the wh0le weekend with you, you are the best and knows how to treat me so well in bed.”
She said smiling, but the guy frowned as he stared at her.
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“Nope, you would have to be leaving in an hours time, I would be expecting someone else, I’m done with you for today.” He said getting up from the bed unclad, and was about to go take his bath, when she rose up angrily.
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“Richærd, what do you take me for? a wh-re? or what? that you use as you please?”
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“If you think so, I can’t remember having anything else with you, apart from our normal s€× orgy, and you have served that part so what else? We are just friends with benefits and nothing more.”
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The Richærd of a guy muttered as he tied a towel on his wa-ist and was about making his way to the bathroom.
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“But I love you Richærd, can’t you see it? I don’t need your money, as I have enough to leave for throughout my life, I just need you.”
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She said as her unclad bosom kept bouncing tro and fro in a tantalizing manner.
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Richærd scoffed, staring her scornfully, and letting out a mirthless laughter.
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“Who wants to be with you? the best you can be is a f-ck mate and that’s all, who cares about how you feel?”
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He said as Stella felt the world spinning around her.
“How dare you Richærd.”
She scre-med and slapped him heavily on the cheeks.”
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Richærd’s face turned deathly pale, stared at her as anger could be seen in his eyes, dancing like a ring of thunder.
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“Get dressed up and leave my house right now, before I do something stupid. get out…….” He scre-med in anger, hheld his face as he pointed at the door. “I don’t want to come back and see you here!”
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He said as he walked into the bathroom ignoring her scre-ms and insults.
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That was Richærd for you, a playboy to the core. who uses women as his play thing and deemed them as nothing but play things.
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Richærd is 26 year old,very cute and sweet looking guy. A fair guy, tall, has a curly hair and had this elegant swag that complimented his looks, simply a male fatale.
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Loves playing with the hearts of girls and loves breaking those he felt were proud and rude.
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He loves playing snookers and loves partying a lot, and the jovial and free type of guy who loves saying what he wants without caring who the f-ck you are, very funny and large hearted as he loved helping out the little way he could.
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But his main flaw was women and his anger, he really had a very dangerous temperament, as he had a terrible temper and always love getting into a fight many a times coz a little stuff could really make him upset.
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He had gotten into so much troubles because of that character of his.
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Richærd came out of the bathroom to see that Stella was already long gone but he felt something really amiss, but he couldn’t place his hands on what the problem really was, he went to his wardrobe to put on some clothes, on opening the wardrobe, he couldn’t help but curse out as the word.
“Crazy bitch.” escaped his mouth.
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As he found out that all his trousers and shirts and polos, every damn things in his wardrobe were disfigured by scissors. None escaped the wicked scissors of Stella.
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He went to his shoe rack and couldn’t help but scre-m as his shoe rack was already empty, none remained.
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“What the f-ck really is this?”
He scre-med, while checking out every corner of his room, his bed sheet was in a sorry state, with the way her evil scissors did wonders in it.
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He sunk into the bed, looking fed up.
“like literally what’s wrong with her? Is that her way of paying me back? This girl is a crazy bitch.” He growled, picked up his phone and dialed her number.
At the first ring she picked it up, while an ear tearing laughter followed up from her.
“Like seriously Stella what was the meaning of what you just pulled up now?” He said fuming, while she kept on laughing.
“Richærd, actually this was just my little way of saying good bye to you. Just know that payback is a bitch.”
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She says still laughing, while she ended the call.
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He threw the phone carelessly on the bed.
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“Now I literally have nothing to wear now, except for this towel of mine.”
Just then his phone buzzed, signifying an incoming call…
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TO BE CONTINUED