PoV Gloria
The pod lid slowly opened up, and my stomach growled for calories. I got up and felt sticky all over from sweating in the pod. There were things that could improve the pod, and one of them was the sweat and the phantom feelings left in your body afterward. The Feeling of touching that disgusting Holden Folden's crotch while acting like some gambling bunny was a feeling that I would not mind if the game got off me.
The thrill of the kill was something that I luxuriated in a bit more than normal with Holden Folden this time. The man was scummy and a gambling addict. I did not care for the man, and he touched me all over as I worked to get closer to him. The thought that he was going to be allowed to bend me over in an alleyway was something that sent a shot of disgust through me. How fucking dare that scum think that he could touch me in that way?
How could any man think that he could touch me that way?
Well, Daddy, I would not mind too much; it was Daddy.
But anyone else?
Fuck that.
I picked up my phone and ordered food to my dorm room, and headed to the showers. I desperately needed a shower after playing for so many hours. I was happy that I finished my homework much earlier in the day, so it would not be an issue. Without a word, I started to get ready for the party. There was no way that I was going to go without eating and cleaning myself up, and after an hour, I found myself dressed in a tank top, a leather jacket with some nice studs, and blue jeans after eating some food.
I looked good, and I sighed as I finished with my makeup before heading out the door toward the party. This party would be attended by a lot of popular people, mostly those with money. This was more of a who's who in the money area of this year's freshmen, which meant it was going to be a packed party.
Walking through the Quad, I let myself relax before going to this thing that I would much rather not be doing. I sighed as I walked, looking up into the sky, and finally arrived after a ten-minute walk. The party had clearly already started, and I found myself already wishing I had not come as I approached.
This was not the type of party that you would see in the movies, right?
Freshmen littered the ground out front at a little private walled-off area with the front gate open. I walked up and stepped through the gate closing it behind me before i heard a cheer. "GLORIA IS HERE!" Someone cheered as my eyebrows raised, and a drunk freshman dropped to the grass and started to spew vomit.
"What the fuck, it is barely Dusk Barry!" I heard a woman's voice and ran over to the kid spewing his guts out, and I shook my head, walking up and inside. Already, I wanted out, and I thought about what Daddy said.
"College is when people do stupid shit, Gloria," Daddy told me with a wry smile. "The Shit my friends and I got up to was stuff I would never do again. But those stupid things? They brought us closer. Even now, I could call them up and reminisce, and those memories can have them do me favors. To go out of their way to do something more massive for my businesses than anything else. Not because it is blackmail, not because of some kind of tit for tat shit. Just because I asked, and our camaraderie from College. Sure, it might not stick, and some friends might not be worth it. But you need friends, memories with others, because you never know who those friends might become."
I frowned, looking at Berry puking his guts out, and I turned around and started to head home. "Fuck that," I said, my voice full of conviction. "Daddy, I know you are right in those memories, but this is just not the place for me." My words reached no one's ears, but I walked away with my steps solid and moving forward with conviction.
I wanted friends, new friends, but the ones at that party could not even hold on till the official start of the party before puking their guts out with the amount of alcohol they were drinking. I am good. AT least learn to hold your liquor, you fucking lightweight dipshits.
"Hey, Gloria," I looked up to see Drake, a guy from one of my classes, and I felt ants almost crawling on me as he looked at me with a smirk. "Leaving the party already?" He asked in a voice full of insinuation, and I felt gross just listening to him. "I can be your plus one if you are shy."
"No thanks, I decided that I am not going to a party of lightweights and they already are making too much noise," I replied, striding past him on my way home. I would find some girls that are more my style, and Drake stopped and watched me go. I could feel his eyes on my ass as I left, and I frowned as I walked back through the quad, but did not hear the creep following.
I walked back and sighed, both wishing to follow what Daddy said but not wanting to do it that way. How could I reach out to get some friends? I used to be so good at it in elementary and middle school. After Daddy adopted me, high school was a bit harder, but I was struggling to make friends. I used to be the social girl, and I did not want Daddy to be disappointed in me.
I sighed as I reached the Dorm again and wondered how I could change this.
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