Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 58

"What do you think is happening in his room? You think they are having sex?"

Claire severed the heavy silence weighing on the five girls: Jada, Lisa, Laurette, Ayisha and Claire.

"I don't give a damn what's happening. I just can't believe that my sister has something for him. And she even stood up for it. How shameless."

Laurette shrugged her shoulders.

"Four girls shamelessly rocking a guy!!! Makes it look like I'm in some brainless novel."

Her body vibrated as though she had a contact with an electrifying current.

"I wouldn't mind sucking his dick either. Let's stop acting as if he's some shit. The more you do that, the less choice we'll give him to change towards us."

Lisa schooled. Claire was really surprised to hear that from her. Laurette on the other hand was kinda stunned because she thought that it was Ayisha instead of Lisa.

"He has really affected you all."

Laurette scorned.

"Being affected isn't the problem, it's just a usual fact."

Everyone turned to Ayisha who had just spoken.

"What do you mean?"

Jada asked.

"I mean, majority of us loved sex back at home. I know of some of you who can't go a day without it. Many of us missed it and will do anything to get it. Even if it means that we'll take a queue before the only guy here."

Ayisha had hardly explained when Laurette snapped,

"So you mean we should all act brainless? You mean you can't do away with sex? You mean you can't discipline yourself?"

"Come on don't attack her. Don't make it seem as though it's about her."

Lisa stood up for Ayisha.

"Whatever. I'd rather suck the Cannibal's cock than suck his."

Claire called bitterly.

"Me too."

Laurette seconded. Claire gawked at Laurette.

"You will? I was just joking."

Claire confessed. She continued,

"How could you even think of sucking on those bacteria infected cocks. Like, I can't even think of it."

To defend herself, Laurette devised a counterattack plan.

"We all know that you like him, you're just putting up a show in his front. Do you think this is highschool... even highschoolers are wise!!! They will see through your charade."

Laurette's words were too much for Claire to bear. Of course she would resort to the only thing she thought best.

"What did you just say? Are you mouthwashing me now?"

Claire stood up, her eyes getting dark.

"Like you can beat me."

Laurette scorned. Claire chuckled wryly, bitting her lower lip.

"Imagine this twin sister whose father is a drug addict. You forget that if it's not because of my father, you'd probably be working some nine to five shit. And now you talk down on me?"

"That's just too much, Claire."

Jada called. Claire rolled her eyes,

"No, let me talk down on this bastard whose mother transgendered into a male yet became a drug addict."

"What did you just say?"

Laurette lunged at Claire.

"What would you do?"

Claire was going to respond with hell. But she was at odds. Laurette unlike her sister was of a bigger build. She was the next thick girl after Allison. None of the girls was skinny. They had perfect shapes. Duh! Do you think it's random to be chosen to the BMX group? All of them had big titties! Those which were not big were full.

"This mouth of yours."

Laurette fisted Claire's pink and soft lips in her hand, rouging it up and squeezing mercilessly.

Claire bit her hand and Laurette screamed.

"You bitch."

Laurette decked every corner of her face with backhand slaps. For a moment, Claire was seeing angels.

Laurette swept her off her feet and climbed on her. She began to beat the hell out of her.

"Get my family's name out of your mouth, you wench!!!"

Laurette screamed like a weirdo. She obviously had lost it. Who wouldn't.

While Ayisha and Jada tried to separate them, getting their shares of the slaps, Lisa stood up gently and walked away towards the stairs.

She sauntered till she got to the door of Damien's room. She put her ear to the door. She could hear moans, grunts and groans. Just the sound only made her horny.

She took a risk and pushed the door slowly. The door creaked.