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Evelyn cried out a bit and was about to say something when she heard a familiar voice say, "Bring out the best bellydancer here. We have personal business."
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Evelyn recognized the voice. It was the voice from before. The voice from the day she had encountered her teasing classmate for the first time. The voice from the day she danced her heart out at the club. The voice from when she served special guests in the dance hall. The voice from when her poor bellybutton had been tormented mercilessly. The voice from when a toothpick was stabbed deep into her bellybutton. It was him.
Evelyn's face paled in recognition and a ghostly emotion came across her pretty face. Her ocean blue eyes now seemed paled. Fear was all evident from her sudden change in emotion. She had just enjoyed the most fruitful night of her life, in there, with James, and her emotions from the whole activity were still raw. She was exhausted and her poor bellybutton was still throbbing in pain.
She faced James once again, her face giving away her fear and exhaustion. "I can't James. I want to go home. I don't want to face that guy", she begged, tears threatening to fall from her big blue eyes. James handed her the keys to his car, "You are going to go home, now. Go out through the back door of the washroom, it leads to the secondary parking lot. Just ping me when you reach, I have to go see the guests", he said in a hurry, slightly patting her belly.
"You're a saviour Jam, I owe you", she said and walked out towards the parking lot, while James, in a jiffy, rushed out towards the party hall.
"Where is that girl?", the man boomed, his voice dangerous. "Actually she went home, had too many drinks, started puking everywhere. I had to drop her home", James said, arriving at the right moment.
"Tomorrow. Same time. I need her here", the man in the well-fitted navy blue suit commanded and walked out of the club.
"Phew", the staff breathed a sigh of relief.
Evelyn reached home. Changing into her nightwear, she lay on her bed, caressing her bare midriff with her soft hands and tracing circles around her bellybutton. "God, it hurt so much, but I guess I like to get hurt", she thought to herself.
Remembering about the mysterious phone number, she searched through his details.

Ashton Dmitri, 27 and a detective with the Task Force.

"So, mister detective's got a bit of a fetish", she smirked and dozed off since she had classes the next day.
The next morning, she woke up with a buzzing pain in her navel. It still hurt from the day before's torturous events. "Damn you, James", she cussed and unwillingly got ready for the classes. She wore a black tee which wasn't cut at her midriff paired with her jeans. "Pretty unusual way to dress up", she thought and left.
Entering the class, she saw Michael looking at her in confusion. She went up to her desk and took her seat quietly.
"You look different", he said. "I know, didn't have to be obvious", she sassed. Soon she felt his hand caressing her side. "Don't. I'm not in the mood", she retorted and he pulled away his hand.
The whole day went by in a blur and she returned home, her pain dulled slightly. She picked up her phone and opened messages.

EVELYN to JAMES:
Come over, now.

JAMES:
I will. But can you at least tell me why?

EVELYN:
Just come over. I'll tell you when you arrive.

JAMES:
I'll be there in 10

It was just a matter of time when her doorbell rang.
James entered her room and asked, "now, if I may ask?" She slowly narrated him the whole story about the man who had arrived the day before. James leaned in to comfort her. "He was merciless, Jammy. It was as if he just wanted to play and hurt me", she sobbed into his shoulder.
Shushing her and laying her down, he lay next to her, slowly comforting her.
Evelyn grabbed his hand and putting it onto her belly, she said, "do you want to?"
"So now miss Eve is getting into her fetish mode?", James teased, lightly pinching her belly. "Just do it Jammy", she said, swatting his bicep.
His finger found a way into her navel and started pressing deeper, slightly rolling against the walls of her innie.
She stretched backwards, giving him access to the deeper crevices of her navel.
James wriggled his finger in her soft navel, caressing the inside of her button. Evelyn moaned lowly, enjoying the sweet pleasure which ran through her when her phone buzzed.

TARIA:
You gotta come today, else everyone's gonna lay down.

Evelyn was surprised at the sudden text from her friend and looked at James for answers.
Looking at the text from Taria, he said, "yeah, that man. He was asking for you yesterday, when you left." "And?", she asked.
"And he wants you there at the same time, tonight", he replied warily. A ghostly expression crossed her face and she said, "so today I'm going to be done mercilessly again", she sighed.
"Hey Eve? Do you have an idea who he is? He seems dangerous", James enquired. "No idea", she said.
"I guess I should get ready now", Evelyn said and quickly put on her violet bellydancer costume, adorning her belly with a fake bellybutton ring and a dangly belly chain. "Let's get this over with", she said to James and they left for the club.

Description
Evelyn cried out a bit and was about to say something when she heard a familiar voice say, "Bring out the best bellydancer here. We have personal business."
..................................................
Evelyn recognized the voice. It was the voice from before. The voice from the day she had encountered her teasing classmate for the first time. The voice from the day she danced her heart out at the club. The voice from when she served special guests in the dance hall. The voice from when her poor bellybutton had been tormented mercilessly. The voice from when a toothpick was stabbed deep into her bellybutton. It was him.
Evelyn's face paled in recognition and a ghostly emotion came across her pretty face. Her ocean blue eyes now seemed paled. Fear was all evident from her sudden change in emotion. She had just enjoyed the most fruitful night of her life, in there, with James, and her emotions from the whole activity were still raw. She was exhausted and her poor bellybutton was still throbbing in pain.
She faced James once again, her face giving away her fear and exhaustion. "I can't James. I want to go home. I don't want to face that guy", she begged, tears threatening to fall from her big blue eyes. James handed her the keys to his car, "You are going to go home, now. Go out through the back door of the washroom, it leads to the secondary parking lot. Just ping me when you reach, I have to go see the guests", he said in a hurry, slightly patting her belly.
"You're a saviour Jam, I owe you", she said and walked out towards the parking lot, while James, in a jiffy, rushed out towards the party hall.
"Where is that girl?", the man boomed, his voice dangerous. "Actually she went home, had too many drinks, started puking everywhere. I had to drop her home", James said, arriving at the right moment.
"Tomorrow. Same time. I need her here", the man in the well-fitted navy blue suit commanded and walked out of the club.
"Phew", the staff breathed a sigh of relief.
Evelyn reached home. Changing into her nightwear, she lay on her bed, caressing her bare midriff with her soft hands and tracing circles around her bellybutton. "God, it hurt so much, but I guess I like to get hurt", she thought to herself.
Remembering about the mysterious phone number, she searched through his details.

Ashton Dmitri, 27 and a detective with the Task Force.

"So, mister detective's got a bit of a fetish", she smirked and dozed off since she had classes the next day.
The next morning, she woke up with a buzzing pain in her navel. It still hurt from the day before's torturous events. "Damn you, James", she cussed and unwillingly got ready for the classes. She wore a black tee which wasn't cut at her midriff paired with her jeans. "Pretty unusual way to dress up", she thought and left.
Entering the class, she saw Michael looking at her in confusion. She went up to her desk and took her seat quietly.
"You look different", he said. "I know, didn't have to be obvious", she sassed. Soon she felt his hand caressing her side. "Don't. I'm not in the mood", she retorted and he pulled away his hand.
The whole day went by in a blur and she returned home, her pain dulled slightly. She picked up her phone and opened messages.

EVELYN to JAMES:
Come over, now.

JAMES:
I will. But can you at least tell me why?

EVELYN:
Just come over. I'll tell you when you arrive.

JAMES:
I'll be there in 10

It was just a matter of time when her doorbell rang.
James entered her room and asked, "now, if I may ask?" She slowly narrated him the whole story about the man who had arrived the day before. James leaned in to comfort her. "He was merciless, Jammy. It was as if he just wanted to play and hurt me", she sobbed into his shoulder.
Shushing her and laying her down, he lay next to her, slowly comforting her.
Evelyn grabbed his hand and putting it onto her belly, she said, "do you want to?"
"So now miss Eve is getting into her fetish mode?", James teased, lightly pinching her belly. "Just do it Jammy", she said, swatting his bicep.
His finger found a way into her navel and started pressing deeper, slightly rolling against the walls of her innie.
She stretched backwards, giving him access to the deeper crevices of her navel.
James wriggled his finger in her soft navel, caressing the inside of her button. Evelyn moaned lowly, enjoying the sweet pleasure which ran through her when her phone buzzed.

TARIA:
You gotta come today, else everyone's gonna lay down.

Evelyn was surprised at the sudden text from her friend and looked at James for answers.
Looking at the text from Taria, he said, "yeah, that man. He was asking for you yesterday, when you left." "And?", she asked.
"And he wants you there at the same time, tonight", he replied warily. A ghostly expression crossed her face and she said, "so today I'm going to be done mercilessly again", she sighed.
"Hey Eve? Do you have an idea who he is? He seems dangerous", James enquired. "No idea", she said.
"I guess I should get ready now", Evelyn said and quickly put on her violet bellydancer costume, adorning her belly with a fake bellybutton ring and a dangly belly chain. "Let's get this over with", she said to James and they left for the club.