“So what, you’re keeping him at bay and preventing him from fucking innocent girls by keeping him to yourself?” There was silence from the other end of the line. “Is that so much of a bad thing?” Nicole finally protested. Phil chuckled. “It’s an unorthodox approach, but if it works. I just hope… I…” “Yeah.” Nicole quietly let him know. “I just want you to be happy.” “Yeah.” she repeated. No one said anything until she continued. “He’s a good friend too.” “Nicole, you wouldn’t normally want to be friends with guys that manipulate young girls. The fuck?” “I think… he has good intentions. Maybe I can save him.” Her tone was getting weaker. “You’re going to get burned in the process.” Phil noted. “Yeah, I’m going to get fucking burned.” Nicole’s tone was breaking down. “I’ve been fucking burned. So much shit has happened, Phil. So much. I’m scared for him, I hate him like half the time, I don’t know what the fuck is going on with my emotions, and I can’t even do teen council meetings without feeling sick to my stomach.” “Yeah, I know you’re thinking of quitting.” Phil pointed out. She paused. “How would you come to know something like asian that?” “I have good intuitions.” he simply responded. “Nicole… did I do something wrong? I keep going back to our… our asshole first time. And I-” Nicole started to say something but Phil keep going. “Please, please dildo just let japanese me finish. And I know I asked if you were okay with it but I can’t help but feel afterwards you regretted it, or maybe I didn’t do enough to make sure you were comfortable with it or with me, and maybe you felt like I was forceful, and maybe I was or something.” Phil heard Nicole sigh in impatient anger over the phone. “Phil, you weren’t anything but a gentleman.” Nicole admitted. “But I… I dunno. I… fuck.” He heard her voice get weak and start to quiver again. “It just felt…. “Good, I want to watch.”
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