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All this while I had been stroking Sophie's head while staring up at the ceiling but at her answer, I looked down at her and was amused by the proud grin she had on as she looked up at me, making it clear that she expected a reaction from me.

Considering I shared a class with Sophie, I hadn't ever put thought into what Sophie studied, figuring it to be something concerning education or commerce, but now my thoughts strayed.

"How do you cope."

"I'm something of a genius."

I blanked for some seconds and then nodded my head.

"What about Isabella, "

"She's smart, but she studies a lot too, we initially became friends because I tutored her poor ass during our first year in college"

Sophie's words were full of pride and within it, there was a brag.

"I'm guessing your parents know about this and don't want to see you waste your talents."

"Yep. Though my father is staunch about me going to college, he is hardly home and I would have done what I wanted if it wasn't for my mother's meddling hands." Sophie snorted.

"From the little I know of you Sophie, you are too rebellious to be forced into doing something you don't want, what made decide to go along with your parent's idea to go to college."

Sophie went silent, her pretty toes curling and rubbing over each other for some seconds.

"Compared to my siblings, I didn't get to see much of my father, my mother was the one always there for me. She guided and supported me in whatever I wanted to do.

The issue of my going to college was the first time we ever had a major spat, nearly falling out with each other.

I wanted to run away from home, but knowing how much it would hurt my mom and seeing how badly she wanted me to go to college I acquiesced."

"What changed then, "

"What do you mean." Sophie looked at me quizzically.

"I've observed you to an extent, and you don't follow the crowd, you lead it or go solo. Nobody initiated or corrupted you into becoming a wayward girl, you decided it act like one on your own, why."

"Wayward, it that how you will term my behavior."

Before answering this question, I pulled Sophie closer to me and then tilted my body so that her head fell from my chest to my biceps and she looked up at me.

"Your character at the moment I am sure is quite different from when you just got into college. How else do I better term it."

If this were Valera or Lucy, I would be worried about how they would perceive my words, but Sophie was should I say more mature than them.

Rather than hide behind a mask of innocence or vulnerability she came out boldly and stated things as they were.

It was one of the reasons I hadn't been averse to spending on her, she didn't hide her gold digger qualities and she was a bad bad bitch.

Sophie looked away from me, her eyes hard and though I began thinking she had taken offence to my words, observing how her eyes hardened not at me but in thought I figured the answer was something hard for her to speak out.

I wondered if I would need to use one of my auras but our unique relationship did its job.

Suddenly she snorted and looking at me poured out her frustration.

"I became a bad girl because I wanted to gain my mother's attention. During my last two years in high school, she had begun growing distant but at least she was still there, when I entered college, she disappeared after begging me to attend it and promising to be with me all through the journey.

No one around was smart enough to be my friend, she was my only friend but for her stupid research and theories she left me all alone."

Sophie's story wasn't far from typical but the twist that she was mama's girl rather than a daddy's girl wasn't too typical.

I gave Sophie some seconds to calm her heavy breathing and then my hand moved to her right nipples and began rubbing it between her thumb and index.

"Well, how did your bad girl strategy turn out."

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"My mother is ashamed to talk about me in front of others, and before you say anything I've heard about how she only ever praises and talks about my older sibling in class. Most people think she has just two children.

As smart as I am, too much negligence has caused my grades to fall, the decline this year being so steep that my parents decided to call me home as you saw.

Then there is the fact that everyone thinks of me as Slut."

Sophie's last words were spoken with spite and I couldn't help but question.

"Everyone."

"Yes, even Isabella and I don't blame her considering on several occasions I have ignored her pleas to stay home just so I can party all night."

That girl is such a cutie" Sophie added as an afterthought.

"Is that why you call me master instead of daddy."

Confusion about what I was talking about lingered on Sophie's face for some seconds but then it cleared for understanding and her face turned red.

"How can you just say that" she chided rubbing her cheeks while glaring at me.

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Sophie rolled her eyes at my shamelessness and calming down returned to her carefree self.

"It's just sex, I can call you daddy the next time we fuck" Sophie said looking down at my cock which all this while had been nestled between her fleshy thighs.

Sophie slipped her hand down and began rubbing the head of my dick but I took her hand away.

"Do you think I see you as a slut."

"Do you see me as anything else?"