Part Two

Chad: Freshman

We had been driving for a while when I noticed the cop a few cars back.

“What did you do?”

When I first spotted Deja at the freshmen mixer I knew that that was the chance I had dreamed of all through high-school.

Back then, you could say, my good looks got in the way.

Having all the girls fuss over me and not to mention having a father who was basically the right hand to the president, I was prime real estate for any lucky girl! But that was never the case when it came to Deja.

No matter how much I tried, no matter how many lavish gifts I bought her she repeatedly taunted me then proceeded to dismiss me.

This, I later found, only fueled my desire for her.

“I asked you a question Deja. Please don’t make me repeat myself. You know I hate it when I have to repeat myself to you.”

So, when the time was ripe and she was alone by the bar, I straightened my blonde hair and walked towards her.

She pretended not to know me only to have me play the normal cat and mouse game she enjoyed so much until some senior stole her away. She had dismissed me again but only this time I was more than willing to play the game.

The mixer went by in a haze as I watched her with him.

I always loved the way her hair fell on her face and how her fingers twiddled and her lips perked when she was getting excited.

He took her hand and led her out the door later ending up at her apartment.

“WHAT THE F*** DID YOU DO DEJA, HUH”

“ANSWER ME YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE B****”

I loved watching her cum for him, how her cheeks turned rosy and her hair fiery. How she arched her back and gave in to him so easily. What a whore.

He later left her apartment around six in the morning and as she kissed him goodbye and started her run, I slowly took my turn just a few yards back.

In my head, I imagined we would have a lovely jog around and maybe even breakfast at The Yard, but when I tried to talk to her yet again, when I tried to show her who I was,

“Listen Chad…..don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re not my type that’s all. I mean you are pretty and all but I like men-men….haha…..you know muscles, beard, grungy rugged men?”

I like ‘men-men’.

Can you believe that C***.

The cop car was now catching up and the sirens were blaring and I knew this was gonna be one hell of a show.

“You know, I thought you were going to behave after our little chat last night Deja. You couldn’t just listen even when I put you in your place! Women!

“But don’t worry…… now…….now I’ll show you the real power of a man.”

BANG

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