A collection of various sex stories. 


Volume 1 - The Frivolous Skirt Chasing Pervert 

Volume 2 - The Harem King of a Female Dormitory 

Volume 3 - Stranded

Volume 4 - NTR Lover - I'll Steal All Women


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Tia straighten up and attentively looked at TP anticipating and waiting for her to start her story.

The truth is, aside from sharing lewd photos online anonymously. She love to read erotic novels too. She have a huge collection of digital ero novels and hentai mangas.

But her favorite sex stories are the ones supplied by her best friend. Because she's a nymphomaniac, she had lots of stories to tell her whenever they meet up. 

She would tell her all the details about her sessions, she even tell her the size of her partner's penis.

They had such an open relationship that's why she enjoyed being with TP. They don't judge each others preferences and pervertedness. 

"My patron and I met up and we went to his hotel room and had a wild sex all night long. The end."

TP finally said. Then she teasingly smiled to Tia.

"Boooooooo, so stingy. Give me more!" Tia demanded. She's unsatisfied with her friend's boring story telling.

"Go create your own sex story bitch!" TP snapped back.

"You're old enough, aren't you going to try it? Instead of hearing my story wildly fucking boys why don't you try it yourself? You're such a pervert but still a virgin. You're a disgrace to all the perverts out there." TP jokingly scolded her. 

"You know I feel disgusted when a man looked at me with full of lust right?" 

She helplessly replied. She knows TP was just teasing her, but honestly the thought of her losing her virginity had always crossed her mind. She wanted to try and see if the things she read and hear are true.

"Bitch how about your boss? You said you don't find the way he looked at you repulsive... He even sent you a bodyguard today. Maybe he likes you? He's even your mighty savior. You can use your body as a thank you gift to him. How about that?" TP suggested. She wanted her friend to experience the wonders of sex. 

"Are you insane? I can't do one night stand with my boss. No way!!!" Tia instantly denied her idea. 

"Bitch who said it's just a one night stand?? I heard your CEO Lee is good looking, he's a perfect catch. If you don't want him, im gonna taste him myself." 

Then TP stood up, aiming for the door, she's gonna ask for CEO Lee's contact number to Rin Chan.

⚠ ⚠ FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY ⚠ ⚠ 
***some scenes/chapters have mature content, language, gore, and violence that might not be suitable for general audiences. Readers discretion is adviced. ***

Meet Tia Kim, an aspiring and hard-working career woman who was well respected by her peers and was labeled as "goddess" by her colleagues due to her ethereal beauty and grace. But behind her meek facade,, she keeps a deep dark secret that can shatter her reputation in the blink of an eye. 

She can't imagine what will happen if people found out that she's not as pure and innocent as they thought she is. 

A chance encounter led her to personally meet the renowned bachelor CEO Ian Lee. But what would happened if her handsome, domineering boss found out about what she's hiding?


#smut, #kinky, #OTP ,#softcore, #romance, #drama

[ See, I'm not a ghost nor are you mentally ill, I am a system that is tasked to help you in your life ]

I involuntarily raised my eyebrows, "How can I know if you're real? Who are you? What do you mean help me in my life? I'm perfectly fine, thank you." I answered 

[ I AM REAL. Don't you read any light novels or webnovels? Jeez!  You know those stories where people get reincarnated and suddenly they have a system and they finish up missions given by the system and viola they live happily ever after ]

"What do you mean light novels and web novels? Is there such a thing?" I asked 

[ Of course there is! They are stories! Usually found in the web or internet! ]

With that I opened my phone and search the web about web and light novels. I found a site where people write and read online novels and then tried searching stories that has system something in it but I couldn't find one. 

"I found something called online novels, are they the same? But I couldn't find any stories about system or something" I explained before closing my eyes again. 

[ Wait--- what the hell is wrong with this world... Oh right, this isn't earth. Anyway, trust me! I don't mean any harm to you ]

"What do you mean trust you, we don't know each other that much and you have the guts to say to trust you? What gives?" I replied and then heard the voice sighed 

[ Anyway, why don't we first open the interface of the system so you can see for yourself what I am all about ]
[ Think 'System Open' and the interface will appear ]

"System Open" I thought but nothing happened, "Hey, are you playing around?" I asked

[ Gee Wiz! Why don't you open your eyes for Pete's sake! ] said the voice in frustration 

As I opened my eyes once more, I was greeted by a semi transparent screen floating in front of me which made me jerked up. 

I gasped which alerted my bodyguard, Ryle who was sitting beside my driver Ben. 

"Is there something wrong my lady?" asked Ryle 

[ No one can see the screen, just to inform you ] The voice interjected which relieved my worry 

"None, it's nothing" I replied then my focus went back to the screen. 

Information are flashed through it, specifically information about me. 


System 23 Interface (Self-Development System)
System Level: 1 (0/1000)

Host: Amaya Florini (17)
Sex: Female (Virgin) 

Beauty Level: Slightly Average
Sex Appeal: (Locked)
 
Health: 62/100
STR: 51/100
INT: 58/100
WIS: 45/100
Charm: (Locked)

Skills:
(Musical Instruments: Violin, Piano, Cello)
(Public Speaking)

Beauty Enhancement: (none) 

Personality Enhancement: (none)

Unused points: 0


With the various information appearing in front of me, I don't really know how to react. However, why the bloody hell is my virginity needed to be specified?! Why the hell am I just slightly average when it comes to appearance? Is the information correct?! 

"Hey---is your name System 23? anyway, are these info correct?"

[ The information were all gathered from you host so yes I'm pretty sure these are all correct and accurate ]

"Are you sure? Did you double check it? I'm pretty sure I'm not that stupid---why is my intelligence and wisdom only in 58 and 45 and what's with that slightly average beauty level?"

[ Host this just mean is that you are an average person with an average intelligence and a slightly average appearance, this is much better compared to my previous host where they have poor appearance and intelligence ]

"Huh? So you had previous hosts? Are there any person that have systems? Are there any other systems?" I inquired 

[ Yes host, I've had other hosts in the past. To answer your second question, you first need to level up. With regards to the last question, yes there are various kinds of systems located on different worlds and dimensions ]

I furrowed my brows, " Different worlds and dimension? Does this exist?"

[ Of course they exist, the thing about light novels and web novels, they are from the world called Earth. This earth is pretty similar to your own world albeit they lie on different dimension ]

"Stop." I said asy head started to feel something, there are just a lot of mind-boggling information that I suddenly learnt about that I'm not surehow to digest them. "Let's stop with this for now --- let my mind rest for a while" I insisted 

[ Okay, but host do you want to accept the beginner's pack first? ]

"Beginner's pack? What is that? What was that for?" I asked massaging my temples 

[ It is something like a gift given to every new host of a system. It contain things that are surely beneficial to the host. ]

"Alright"

[ Beginner's Pack Gifted ]

[ Host do you want to open? ]

"Sure" I replied 

[ Beginner's Pack Opened ]
[ 50 Energy Points (EP) 
  Silk Hair Pill x1
  Clear Skin Syrup x1 ]

"What are these?" I asked

[ Host, energy points are needed for you to level up and is the currency that is used with buying using the 'shop' function of the system whereas the pill and syrup are things that enhances your physical appearance ]

"I see, this shop thingy can I see it?" 

[ Host with your current rank, you cannot access the shop function. However, with regards to your EP do you want to allocate that you your level? ]

I thought about it, since I still can't access the shop them of course it could only be allocated to my level. "Sure" said I then my screen updated. 


System 23 Interface (Self-Development System)
System Level: 1 (0 (+50)/1000)

Host: Amaya Florini (17)
Sex: Female (Virgin) 

Beauty Level: Slightly Average
Sex Appeal: (Locked)
 
Health: 62/100
STR: 51/100
INT: 58/100
WIS: 45/100
Charm: (Locked)

Skills:
(Musical Instruments: Violin, Piano, Cello)
(Public Speaking)

Beauty Enhancement: (none) 

Personality Enhancement: (none)

Unused points: 0



Before long, we have arrived at my school. The school that I attend has a long history and these can be seen towards the buildings that we have. The school that I attend is called Regias Imperium  Universitas. This is the very first school established way back before the country was united and during the times of kings and queens. The school experienced a lot of destruction and reconstruction due to many wars that it had experienced. This school produced countless of kings, queens and generals throughout the history and up till now it continue to produce countless of presidents, prime ministers, renowned doctors, businessman and many more. Today, it is known as a prestigious school for the noble and the rich.

As we were traversing the outdoor park for the () I've asked my driver, "Ben, can we go to Capulus and order a Bicerin" 

"Yes my lady" Ben answered

Summary: A mom inadvertently falls in love with her son.

Note: This is a NUDE DAY 2014 contest story so please vote.


"Mom-Son": A Love Story

It was a couple of days after my son's eighteenth birthday when I realized I wanted to have sex with him.

I know...I know...it is completely wrong, sick and twisted...I told myself the same thing at first.

To explain my strange sexual hunger, my son, Paul, is a complete ringer for his father, Darren, who died in a car accident when Paul was only three. He had the same blue eyes, the same blonde hair and the same dazzling smile.

I had known these facts for years, but as he turned from an adolescent to a man it became even more apparent.

That all said, I had never considered sex with him at all until I accidentally walked in on him sitting at his computer as he stroked his cock. I could argue it wasn't him I wanted, but just a cock to pound away the cobwebs of my long neglected pussy. Yet, the reality is, putting the pieces together of his good looks, his exact replica voice and his identical big cock, it was definitely him I wanted...it was like I could relive my late teenage years when I originally started dating Darren...or in a morbid sense relive my marriage to the only person I had ever truly loved.

I apologized profusely for not knocking, and it was obvious that Paul was as embarrassed as I was. Yet, that night I couldn't stop replaying the brief encounter in my mind. At first I was mortified by what I saw...then as I laid in bed trying to fall asleep, my mind began playing tricks on me. Every time I closed my eyes and began to try and reach slumber, my son stroking his completely erect, thick cock popped into my head. I would immediately jolt up and shake my head for thinking such an inappropriate thought...yet as soon as I laid back down and closed my eyes the exact same scene would repeat itself...I was in the incest version of the Groundhog Day movie. Eventually, out of sheer exhaustion, I fell asleep. Obviously, it wasn't a great night's sleep.

The next morning, Paul and I pretended it didn't happen, but, of course, you can't erase the past, and an unacknowledged awkwardness began between us.

Over the next month, even as my morals argued it was completely wrong...my too long ignored libido screamed it was okay. I began pleasuring myself while imagining my vibrator was Paul's cock fucking me. I sucked my dildo imagining it was Paul's cock I was sucking.

Whenever I looked at Paul, I saw Darren.

Whenever I talked to Paul, I heard Darren.

It became unhealthy and obsessive, and it soon began to consume all my thoughts and dreams.

I regressed to my teen years as I began, inadvertently at first, attempting to entice my son, like I had his father all those years ago.

Although I wasn't as thin as my perfect body cheerleading days, I was still in decent shape. Sure I could lose a few pounds, but who couldn't? The beginning of grey was showing up in my black as night hair, but so far I hadn't thought it showed enough to dye it. I had always been slightly chubby, being big-boned like my father, thus I had large, all natural, 38DD breasts and a wide ass. Conversely though, I have long thin legs which had both breast men and leg men often checking me out.

For the record, I had dated a few men over the years, a couple even potentially going further, yet none were Darren. Thus, I always found a way to end the relationship before it got to the moving stage. I realized I already had the perfect man in the house...it was now time to make it happen.

I began wearing shorter skirts at home, tighter blouses and heels...the things that had always got me what I wanted from men. Although my son did seem to notice my ample cleavage, I realized even if he was interested sexually in me he was way too shy to make a move...especially since I was his mother.

So at supper one day, six weeks since first seeing his cock, I decided to ask questions and learn more about his preferences.

At the table, I started by asking the usual question, "What did you learn today?"

He responded like he always did, with the teenage staple answer to almost any question asked by a parent, "Nothing."

I quoted, "Why do I pay school taxes then?"

He responded making my mouth drop open, the irony dripping, "So I can learn that some think Hamlet and his mother had an incestuous relationship."

I gasped. My son had brought out the very topic I was planning to try to get to in less than thirty seconds. Did he too know what I was feeling? What I was wanting? Did he want me as much as I wanted him?

I joked composing myself, "Apparently, the message of Hamlet has changed since I was in school."

Paul continued, "No, the message is still about religion, revenge and becoming a man, but if you read deeper into the words of Shakespeare it seems clear that Hamlet and his mom were having a sexual relationship."

I joked again, this time trying to see where his head was about the idea of incest, as I asked, "So you're telling me that according to Shakespeare to become a man you have to sleep with your mother?"

The words out...I realized I had just asked my son the most leading question ever.

His face went red as he stammered, "I'm not saying that, Shakespeare was."

"Do you concur?" I asked, dying to hear his answer...his nervous red cheeks adorable...my pussy sopping wet, I waited a long time to let the idea of incest between him and I linger in his mind before I added, allowing him to save face, "That Shakespeare wrote about incest."

"According to Mrs. Walker, incest back in Shakespeare's time was quite common among both royalty and the peasant classes, so it wouldn't be uncommon for a playwright to write about it," he answered.

I asked, again shifting my strategy to test the waters of his interest, "If incest was once common, did Mrs. Walker discuss when incest became inappropriate?"

Paul shook his head no. "It was a rather brief discussion actually. She just mentioned that if you go to college some professors go much deeper into the subtext of the play and the possible incestuous relationship between Hamlet and his mother."

"I see," I said smiling, adding one more subtle hint, "it's interesting how life always goes full circle."

Paul asked, "What do you mean?"

"In Hamlet, I don't completely recall the plot but I remember a speech about going full circle in life and death," I shrugged, before adding, fishing for a compliment, "but that was a long, long, time ago."

"Oh, mom, you just turned forty," he countered.

"I feel fifty, I countered, with a heavy sigh.

"Oh Mom, you're still a very beautiful woman," he replied, unable to maintain eye contact with me. Was I making him uncomfortable? Was I turning him on?

"Thank you, son," I said, standing up, walking over to him, bending down and giving him a big hug. I made sure my ample breasts pressed into him and that my perfume lingered. I bent down and gave him a kiss on the cheek, before adding, "You're so sweet, just like your dad."

Returning to my seat and sitting down, I noticed he was beet red and clearly overwhelmed by what just occurred.

The rest of the meal we chatted about his upcoming graduation, his summer job at the college library and college...although I asked questions, I am not sure I heard many of the answers as I pondered the reality that the seed for incest had been planted and now I had to help nurture it.

Now completely obsessed with my son, so compulsively obsessed with the idea of committing incest, I started researching just how common incest was and is in today's society.

The more I read, the more I came to see both the pros and cons of having an intimate relationship with my son.

I learned: Throughout history incest was very common among a diverse range of groups particularity the peasants, rural folk and poor people. I also learned that royalty and the very wealthy also participated in it and some secret societies existed for the pleasure of family relations.

Cousin incest is very common even now and almost half the states even allow for first cousins to marry (even though some of these states still prohibit same-sex marriage which is interesting).

Stats also suggest that almost everyone knows someone who has been involved in incest whether it be full-blooded siblings, parents and children, grandparents and their grandchildren, aunts/uncles and nieces/nephews and so forth. Based on that theory, I wondered who I knew who would have participated in an incestuous relationship.

Although not a massive number, ten percent of people surveyed in their early twenties will confide in anonymous surveys that they have been a part of a consensual sexual situation with a sibling.

Also, on the website Literotica the most common search is for incest stories, all the most read stories are incest and mother-son relationships are the most read about erotica stories on the internet. There is even a taboo movie series that creates fictional films of incestuous relationships. Going further incest is the most ignored, or least talked about, taboo even though it has always existed in history, mythology, fiction and so forth.

Many studies have also proven that people are usually attracted to people who look like themselves and thus family members are often sexually attracted to each other but ignore these feelings because of society's standards. (Although Paul looked more like his father, he had my eyes and my cheekbones).

Lastly, a theory called Genetic Sexual Attraction explains the shockingly high incest interactions of family members who do not know they are related. Studies conclude that half of all first introductions of biological relatives lead to sexual attraction and almost a quarter will conclude in a sexual relationship. With rising divorce rates, one-night stands, adoption, and embryo donations this number continues to increase. 

After this fascinating research session, my cunt was begging for attention, so I pulled up Literotica and did a search for incest stories and couldn't believe the massive amount of stories about incestuous relationships. There were brother-sister, aunt-nephew, dad-daughter, and mom-son. There were also quite a few mom-daughter stories and other same sex variations. I redefined my search to mom and son and began reading. Although they were fiction, the stories drew me in as I imagined I was the mother and Paul the son. After a few stories, I brought myself to an intense orgasm.

The next day, I went online and read a forum full of people who admitted to having incestuous sex. Eventually I came across one that stirred me:

I started having sex with my son just after his eighteenth birthday. As he grew from teenager to man I couldn't believe how much he resembled his deceased father. When he wore a tux for his prom, I knew I wanted him. I researched the morality of incestuous sex, I chatted online with women who had had sex with their son and decided that for his nineteenth birthday I would give him the present that it seemed many boys fantasized about...his mom. We have been lovers ever since. Although we are not man and wife legally, we act like a married couple. Kennedy

Her story resonated in me as it was the exact same emotions I was feeling. I clicked on her name and was thrilled to see I could contact her by email.

Curious to know more, I emailed her:

Kennedy, I hope I am not being forward, but having read your brief declaration of your intimate relationship with your son, I was hoping for advice. I too want to have sex with my son. I too have lost my husband. I too see my husband in my son's looks, voice and mannerisms. Can you give me advice on how to cross the line? Eager Mother

Pressing send, I went back to Literotica to read a few more stories before heading to work.

Getting back from work around ten at night after a long day at the hospital, where I am a nurse, I slipped out of my shoes and went to check on Paul.

I unbuttoned another button on my blouse before I knocked on his door and said, "Can I come in?"

"Sure," he said.

I stepped into his room and found him on his bed reading a book. "How was your day, honey?"

"Riveting," he sarcastically responded, looking at me.

"Is that an SAT word," I joked going to his bed.

"I don't think so," he shrugged, seemingly looking down at my legs as I walked towards him.

"What are you reading?" I asked, reaching him and sitting on the edge of his bed.

"A Fault in Our Stars," he answered, "I need to finish reading it before the movie comes out later this month."

"Cool," I said. I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek again, before adding, "It was a long day, I'm going to go shower."

"Okay, Mom," he nodded, his cheeks again going red. Obviously my kiss either turned him on or embarrassed him. I was dying to know which.

I stood up and headed to the door. Stopping, I turned around, noticing he was again looking down at my legs. Curious if I was correct, I sighed, "Darn pantyhose," and returned to the bed, put my foot on the end of the bed, bent over and fixed my nylon at the toes.

Although he returned to his book when I looked at him, it was obvious he was checking out my legs. I wondered if he was a leg man. Darren had been a breast man. He would spend hours playing with my breasts. He even loved fucking them with a generous amount of lube. Although he came in my cunt sometimes, and my mouth sometimes, more often than not he finished by pumping his cock in between my tits.

Standing back up and heading out, again stopping at the door, I turned around and again he quickly glanced away. I said, with just a hint of sexiness, "Good night, honey."

"G-g-goodnight, Mom," he briefly stammered.

Leaving his room, I was suddenly confident of two things:

One: he was a leg man

Two: I did turn him on

This newfound knowledge exciting me greatly, I went to the shower and pleasured myself like I occasionally did with the powerful shower head while thinking of Paul fucking me.

In my room, dressed only in my robe, I opened my laptop to check if I had gotten a response from Kennedy. A chill of excitement went up my spine as I clicked on her reply.

Hi, Thank you for the e-mail. I remember when I was in your situation.

My mixed emotions.

I was his mother I shouldn't feel this way.

Incest is wrong.

I will go to Hell.

Yet, the more I denied my own feelings (and can your own feelings be wrong?), the more I fantasized about my son.

I resisted for months, self-destructing the relationship I was currently in with a good man...he just wasn't my son.

In the end, I decided to take the risk and have been in the most loving, most sensual and most sexually satisfying relationship of my life ever since...and that includes my husband who I loved with all my heart.

Sex should be with someone you love and care about and although society frowns on it (although it was once very common), the reality is your own flesh and blood, whether that be son, daughter, mom, father, aunt, uncle, niece, nephew or any other blood relative is someone close to your heart and thus a logical person to be intimate with.

In conclusion, don't be ashamed by your feelings, as I mentioned before what you feel in your heart can't be wrong (no matter what society says); that said, we moved to another state when we decided to live as lovers where no one knows we are biological mother and son.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

Kennedy On yahoo as momplussoneequalsfun (I know it is silly but I thought it was humorous at the time) 

I read the email three times and, exhausted, decided I would respond tomorrow. I shut down my computer and went to bed...wondering what the odds were that Paul could remotely feel for me the way I felt for him.

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The next morning, I responded to her e-mail:

Kennedy Thank you very much for your encouraging response.

I felt overwhelming guilt for having sexual feelings for my son, which were slightly dissipated by my online readings...yet being in a similar situation myself (my husband died when my son was three), I feel much more at ease with my feelings after reading your e-mail.

My question is: How did you go from these early yearnings to eventually having sex with your son?

I hope that is not too personal of a question to ask. If it is I apologize for being so presumptuous as to ask it.

Courtney 

This time I signed my name, no longer ashamed by my feelings.

I cleaned the house for a bit, and talked to Mom on the phone before I headed into work where my thoughts of incest faded into the back of my mind while the demands of the job took over.

That night, I again was exhausted, and I again decided to check on Paul, who this time was on his computer playing some online game and didn't even hear me knock.

Entering, I startled him as he had his gaming headphones on. "Mom! Crap, you scared the heck out of me."

"I thought I'd let you know I'm home," I said, going to his bed and taking off my shoes.

He turned away from his game, which I took as flattery, as he watched me. I joked, "I think it's time to get you a girlfriend."

"Why?" He asked, trying to maintain eye contact with me and yet on more than one occasion taking quick, he thought unnoticeable, glimpses of my legs.

"When I was your age I was going to parties, meeting boys and well," I shrugged, as I took my first shoe off, "you know."

"What?" my adorable, but innocent son asked, clearly unable to focus on my words.

"Making out," I answered. "Plus, I met your dad when I was eighteen, too."

"You did?" He asked, "You've never told me how you and Dad met."

"It was lust at first sight," I joked, as I tossed my second shoe on the ground and collapsed backwards onto his bed.

"W-w-what?" He stammered, clearly distracted by both my words and my legs.

I rolled onto my side to face him, my legs stacked onto each other, and said, "You're eighteen, I guess you're old enough to hear this, if you can handle your old bag of a mother telling you about her young, wild days."

some sort stories of taboo

This story is a complete work of fiction; any resemblance to anyone, alive or dead is pure coincidence. All of the characters in this story are 18 years and older.

I rested my elbow on the table and rubbed my temples, who is that girl exactly? 
I crossed my arms, looking at Damien's laptop that I borrowed on the table. Danielle Ludwig. I lean forward and resume typing, I've read every 1996 articles but there were not related to Danielle. If not in articles, maybe it was somewhere. I switch my tab to a old local news and went to the 1996, I scrolled and a the title made me halt from scrolling. 
DANIELLE LUDWIG—7 year old kid commit suicide at Red Wood Academy. 

 November 5,1996--A body of 7 year old girl found hanging in the Red Wood Academy and was later identified as one of the student of the school named Danielle Ludwig. Her body was found in room 103, one of the classroom of Red Wood Academy. The horrifying discovery was witness by a teacher around 6:00 pm in the afternoon as she went back to the classroom from a teachers meeting. 
"I was sure that every students went home at 4:00 pm" said by Miss McFinley, Danielle's teacher. 
I scrolled and read more of the passage of an old news. 
The teacher called the parents but shockingly, it couldn't be contact anymore. There were no relatives that claimed Danielle's corpse on that day. Classmates and teachers mourned after they knew that a student from their academy was lost. Sadly, Danielle has no friends. After the incident, the facility stated that they like to help those students in need. 
I laid my back against the chair. Danielle must be facing something and didn't try to reach for help. There was no statement why she killed herself but what makes me question is that why the parents couldn't be contacted anymore? 
I shoved my hand on my pocket and I realize I don't have a phone with me. I grabbed a piece of paper and pen and scribbles on it. I don't have experience in solving cases, I even don't have the experience to play detective games on the internet when I was child. Searching and trying to find who is that girl makes me feel that I'm a detective and with this few hints, I can help Damien.
Miss McFinley 
 Room 103
November 5, 1996
"Could you find on that on the library? Or some employees record or something?" I asked Damien as he is reading the paper that I scribbled on earlier on his hand. Damine heaved a sigh. 
"It would be too much wo—" 
"But you want to find who is exactly Danielle, right Damien?" I asked, cutting his sentence off. He nodded and shoved the paper on his pocket. "Yeah" 
"I know it would be too much work but we can who is exactly Danielle" Damien smirked at me, entertained. Raising my eyebrows, I shot him a confused look. "What?" 
"With this hints that I never thought before, you have the detective side. Thanks, shithead" I let out a laugh of his remark and shook my head, disagreeing. 
"No, I don't have that side" 
"Oh yeah? Do you love reading detective books or.. "
"Or?" I asked, curiously. 
"or you are a detective yourself" he said with amusing tone on his sentence. When he mentioned detective books, I remember my former girlfriend. She always like to let me read mystery books and wanting me to try it because I'm way immersive on romance books. 
"You should read this. This book is intriguing and makes you flip the pages" She likes to read mystery books and don't quite like romance, thinking that all romance plot books are the same. she told me that she wrote stories in an online writing community where users can be writers and readers. I was happy that she wrote her stories and I supported her not until… she found someone else. I was busy on my school works and don't have quiet time for her. I was replaced by a writer. A famous online writer on the community, she is happy and I want her to be happy. 
"Was a detective question sensitive?" I looked at Damien, guilt wash over his face. A tear drop on my pants and consecutively drop as I noticed it. 
"What? No. It is sure nice if I'm a detective myself" I said, trying to be amusing on my sentence whilst wiping my tears off. "Don't give me that look, Damien. It's fine, just had a thought" 
"It's okay if you cant help me, finding who is—" 
"I'll help, okay? Just had a thought about something that I.. " I stopped midway, sighing. "something that I lose" 
Damien cross his legs, looking at me. "Girlfriend?" 
I shot him a look, "I think you must be the detective here, Damien and not me. I didn't even mention who was it but you knew it." Damien shook his head, crossing his arms. 
"You're wrong, I'm not. I just guess it because that's what do people mourned about like a break up with someone they love like.. the fuck?" Damien said with a laugh. "Or I guess I can easily say that because I haven't had a girlfriend before" 
"You haven't?" I repeatedly asked. Damien nodded, "But I already had sex with girls. Like different girls on the campus. Hot, sexy, cute? Name it" My eyes widened in surprise, I never thought Damien would do that. Not to sound gay as it seems but looking at Damien, he is pretty much attractive. 
"Lot of girls keep inviting me to their parties and I ended up having sex with them but.. I eventually tired of it. Sex is cool but I want to have a serious relationship with someone buttttt" he prolonged. 

"its also tiring to be in a serious relationship" I let out a disbelief laugh, "really?"
Damien rolled his eyes and shook his head, "We are not in our topic, shithead. So this is the hints?"  he said, not wanting another conversation. I nodded. He looked at his watch, "I'm late. Gotta go"

Life went twist and turn as Alexander Hughes, a 20 year old college student woke up in an unusual setting. Not later than he realized he is in the book that a local antique owner shop gave him for free. Little did he know that the more he encountered characters that involves in horrifying events and chilling chapters, the more it is endless. Sooner, a character from a book told him that reading the book was a mistake. Could Alexander find his way out of the book or would he be eternally stuck between the pages that filled with so much suspense? Was it a dream or was he played under the hands of someone he didn’t expect to? 

This story contains extreme language, bit of violence , gore and such that some readers mind find it disturbing.
Read at your own risk.

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LEIVA's POV



It is now sunday, and this means that this is the day of birthday party celebration of MJosh' you gwr sister who is Kitty and like what the invitation says that before 9 am in the morning we must already there in the venue area

So here we are, i, mom and dad are now preparing for our trip to the beach resort even though it was still 5:30 in the morning because the trip lasts for  uhmmm approximately 2-3 hours? 

Our subdivision is just near the sea so that means, that the beach resorts near us is just our neighborhood so there is a lot of surfers and other water activities that we seen here everyday outside the village and there is a seaside boulevard road here too,  that is connected to our subdivision road  and we go there too sometimes if there is a place that we needed to go and we need to pass there

But also when we needed to unwind, we go there for sight viewing, When we are riding bicycle and we feel the sea breeze which is so relaxing and we go to flower farms and i go there, with my brothers back then but now that  they are always bus,we are rarely to do activities like that


So back to the topic that we are going to the far away beach resort actually, if i'm not mistaken
the name of that beach resort is EJR & E HOTEL AND BEACH RESORT which owns by the relatives of MJosh according to Dad 


"Hmm so how many rich people are involved in the clan of MJosh then?" Asked by my mind 

My oldest brother Lick did not come because he and his longtime girlfriend  Ely have a date and my other brother Buz, is rushing for his thesis this sem

I was waiting Mommy and Dad  here at the garage   when i felt that my cell phone vibrated and i immediately checked it and it's a message from Xian 


From:xHITian
Leiva piggy!!! We are now going in the venue. See you there! ;)

I read it and i compose a message and immediately hit the send button

To:xHITian
Then die the one who asked •_•

And i laughed to my message because surely he will annoyed to my words and i saw a new message from him again because it flashed in my screen


From:xHITian
So rude.Get ready. See yah later 


That is our conversation in the text messages with the jerk named Xian and while waiting i feel boredom so i opened my RPW account and to my surprise 

What the hell? 500 friend requests? 1k notifications is surprising to me because i think 3 days from now that im inactive 

How the sh*t is that this is exaggerating haha my account is a kind of famous uh? Than my Real World Account


As i logged in my RP account in messenger, messages from Ranz Alonzo is the one who greeted me first

And his messages are "How are you?" "Did i already eate?" "How is my day?" And many more 

And i was about to reply when an another message popped and when i read it, 


Ranz Alonzo:
God thanks, you are already online
How are you?
Why did you go online just now?

I read it and i can feel his curiosity so i immediately compose a message and sent to him

Eia Montefalco:
Uhm, i'm sorry if i just go online now and replied to your messages this is the only time that i have time to visit my account 

Im super busy that's why


I said formally and he replied again




Ranz Alonzo: 
its okay and ahm how are you?

He replied and i think that this conversation will take an hour 


Eia Montefalco:
 It's fine.Hbu?

Ranz Alonzo:
Here,Missing you  

He said which makes me surprised but i know that this kind of messages means "flirting" duh, my second brother is a play boy or chick boy so i know this kind of flirting even its a kind of formal

Eia Montefalco:
Ehh??

I replied shortly

Ranz Alonzo: 
Why?

Eia Montefalco:
Nothing.Im just confused haha

Your messages are kind of you know we just chatted here for the second time and you are saying things like that now? Funny HAHAHA

I composed then immediately hit the send button then when he saw it he immediately replied again

Ranz Alonzo:
Is there anything wrong about it?


Eia Montefalco:
No, no there's no wrong im just wondering haha


Ranz Alonzo:
Hmm don't tell me that you are already falling because of my messages?🤔

And that makes my forehead frown.How thick of his face to say that? This  jerk needed to be kick out from this word huh

Eia Montefalco:
Okay dream on jerk

I sent shortly and he replied again


Ranz Alonzo:
Hahaha i just feel that we are so closed in personal okay chill


Hmm I feel it too that there is something that we had a connection in the real world even though this is only the second time that we chatted and hopefully that we had a lot of time to talk to but hell! I wont say that haha

Eia Montefalco:
Oh really? You know when when you said that to other grp (girl role player) they will say that you are ghoster and a kind of playboy

I said honestly

Ranz Alonzo:
Uhh ghoster is exaggeratedly im not like that


He defended himself





Eia Montefalco:
exactly

That is also what they will tell you and that is how you will reply then did you encounter the other stories of rp'rs out here if they have seen your OP (official photo)? Of their boyfriend or girlfriend here? And why would they say if they didn't bet the guy or girl?


I said trying  to change the topic and fortunately it was.
Ranz Alonzo:
They will tell that they have cancer or they are dying?

He replied and i laughed 





Eia Montefalco:
yeah that is one too!

Ranz: then what are the other stories im curious you know  i'm already two months here simce i entered

He said  informing me

Eia: owww baby rp'r spotted hahahah

I can play him if i get a chance
HAHAHAHA


Ranz Alonzo:
 yeah i guess so what are the other stories?

Eia: funny but the other stories why they want to broke up is sometimes

They are in an arrange marriage already because they're companies needed to merge like that HAHAHA

I said while laughing because of those stories
that i read in facebook and its cringe


Ranz Alonzo:
 really? They will do that?

Eia Montefalco:
yeah funny right?

I replied


Ranz Alonzo: yes like are those bastards really owned by companies? Hahah



Eia Montefalco:
Uh i don't know if its true i don't want to judge

I replied but still laughing ahm ewan i dint want to judge you know haha


Ranz Alonzo:
 Ahm are there more reasons of stupid break ups in RPW?

He said and i started to compose a lot of words


Eia: and this one you know like in RW (real world) s*xual needs is so needly according to them because in RW (real world) if you dont want to have sexual intercourse to tour girl friend or boyfriend then there's a chance that you two will broke up
And here if you don't do SOC (sex on chat) HAHAHA  poor you because they dont want that 



Ranz Alonzo:
Really?
But realtalk there are a lot of girls inviting me to do SOC but i guess live sex is better


He said straightforwardly and that makes me uncomfortable



Eia Montefalco:
ewww Ranz that's gross yucky

I replied 

Ranz Montefalco:
 Just kiddin Eia
 any reason again?

Eia Montefalco:
this one again is nangyayari rin sa RW 

Ranz Alonzo:
 and that is?

Eia Montefalco:
exchanged nearby and that is so heartbreaking reason sadly


Ranz Alonzo:
really? And the other one?

"Hmm this conversation is quiet fun huh" i said to myself


Eai Montefalco:
Already taken in real world


Ranz Alonzo:
really?

Eia Montefalco:
 yeah and those stupid jerks and bitches out there  is so very unfaithful 
 

I said annoyingly

Ranz Alonzo:
 yeah and hey calm down but where did they get the courage to do that?

Eia Montefalco:
 also me i don't even know

Ranz Alonzo: 
did they get you as a victim already?

He said that makes me surprised as hell

Eia Montefalco:
 tf! Its a big now duhh im not that stupid okay

I rolled my eyes on air not minding my parents who are already outside and calling me to join them in riding our family van

"Sweety! Let's go!" Mommy said

"Comin!" I replied back

And i saw there's an another message from Ranz


 

Ranz Alonzo:
 okay if you say so haha but sadly i'll leave for now we have a party to attend 

And that makes me surprised


Eia Montefalco:
oohh really we too!
h and we are on a trip going to the venue


I said informing him

Ranz Alonzo:
ohh so that means Goldbey
Hmm we are meant to be

He teased

Eia Montefalco: 
You are crazy

I replied then logged out not waiting his response

Then i entered our color black family van and  i heard mommy saying that I can sleep while traveling so i placed my earphones in my ear 

Then suddenly Ranz entered my thoughts that they had resemblance with someone i know in terms of behaviour

"Hayst!!!! Self!! Sleep now!!!!!" I said to myself


A/N
Hi guys! merry christmas sending loves!❤️

"I loved, and adored him back then. But maybe, second chances aren't meant  for everyone in the world."

She is type of a girl  who is a kind of oversized one  but, brainy she can do both or must say multi task, a debater who is very articulate, a journalist to their school paper  and known as a genius student but one day, he met  again a person from his past without her realizing that it’s him and became  the one reason of the changes to her physical appearance and inner soul.


Then an unexpected  thing will happen that someone will fall in love  with her that she met in the world of  RPW,  who had a familiar vibe. How will she handle it? Is the first guy still the same guy? Are they still one person? Or the other way around.


Is there a chance that, maybe, the silent opponent  of who? Is the literal  soulmate of her, the guy whom she knew deeply  who was already there before he met those other people?


Or, her literal weakness is the guy who admired her since they were in their first years, in high school. What if the two of them are her weakness and it is unexpected.


But the worst thing is another person, or more people will confuse her again about what she feels towards the guy that he truly loves.


Years will come, thousands of people will meet and encounter each other, cashes  will continue to burn out, those bright  colors will fade, leaves will fall down by the help of the frail or burly wind, small plants will  finally grow, time will fly quickly, and then maturity  will hit them. All of us will grow old, but her true weakness will still remain who? 


From a puppy love, back in high school until she became the heiress, will still be who? Who will be her unexpected weakness?







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Fate Series is one of the most successful media franchises.
In his previous world, Fate Series had created more than three billion USD from its media such as games, novels, anime, etc.
Haru, of course, wouldn't let such a profitable game go from his hands and that was why he decided to create it by himself.
Fate/Stay Night is a very interesting light novel and there are three branch stories in this game which are known as Fate, Unlimited Blade Work, and Heaven's Feel.
Each of them is different, and of course, all of the branch stories are very interesting.
Haru had used his publishing company to help to promote and also sold this game to both online and store at the same time while waiting for the Winter Comiket. He had also uploaded the trailer of the game on his video hosting website, and also a lot of forums that focussed on the ACG (Anime, Comic, and Game) community.
Haru had done his promotion and the only thing he needed to do was to wait for the Winter Comiket to start.
---
Kosaka and Haru were playing Fate/Stay Night together while checking whether there was a bug within the game.
"Still, I'm amazed that you can think of such a story," Kosaka said.
"What do you mean?" Haru asked.
"I mean, don't you feel the fate of Sakura in this game is too cruel? You have placed a worm in her womb!" Kosaka said with a smile.
Haru twitched his lips and said, "It's just a story, you don't need to think too much, as long as the story and plot are good then everything is alright."
"Well, that's true." Kosaka nodded and agreed with Haru. "Now, that you haven't had sex with Akane lately.
"!!!!"
Iwasawa and Shiina were startled when they heard it.
Haru twitched his lips and asked, "What do you mean?" He felt that this woman's mouth was too loose.
"You don't need to think too much." Kosaka waved her hand and said, "Can I ask you why?"
"Well, I just want to move forward." Haru continued to play a game and said, "Let's say that before I have only known to play around and this time, I don't plan to do it again."
"Hoo? Have you found a girl that you love?" Kosaka asked.
"It isn't like that. I just think that I need to stop playing around." Haru couldn't tell her that he had married someone before and thought that he needed to stop having a relationship with a woman that he wasn't serious with. "Has she found a boyfriend again?"
Kosaka shook her head and said, "No."
"It's surprising that both of you can become so close," Haru said.
"Well, I'm not that interested in marriage or relationships, and sometimes our topic conversation is pretty interesting," Kosaka said while yawning.
"What topic?"
"Sex, especially with you." Kosaka smiled and said, "She has said that you're very amazing."
*Gulp!*
Iwasawa and Shiina didn't dare to say anything, but they were also curious about their conversation.
"Let's stop this perverted conversation." Haru was wondering what was inside Kosaka's head right now.
"What? You don't think that I'm attractive?"
"How come you suddenly ask that kind of question?" Haru sighed and said, "But for your question before, of course, you're very attractive."
Kosaka smiled and seemed happy. "Well, I'm not interested in marriage or relationships, but I'm interested in sex, what do you think? Do you want to do it with me?"
Haru stopped and flicked her forehead.
*Flick!*
"It hurts!" Kosaka held her forehead in pain.
"Don't play with such a joke," Haru said with a sigh and wondered whether he had entered the cafe at the wrong time. He suddenly missed Yuri who straightened out everyone.
"I'm not joking...." Kosaka murmured softly.
Haru pretended to not hear it since it was rare for him to have a female friend. Most of them would fall in love with him which somehow made him quite guilty since he didn't intend to make them fall in love. He was wondering whether it was impossible for a man and woman to become friends with each other.
If someone knew what Haru was thinking that they would smack his head at this moment to reject such a beautiful woman.
Haru turned to look at Shiina and Iwasawa and said, "Let's keep our conversation a secret, alright?"
"...."
Shiina and Iwasawa nodded dumbly since they were overwhelmed by their conversation.
Haru continued to play a game and didn't see any bugs within the game. He also answered Kosaka's question about the promotion which he had done for Fate/Stay Night.
Kosaka nodded in satisfaction when she heard about Haru's marketing ways.
"I'm going to buy a Ferrari after this," Kosaka said. She thought about her difficult life before and thought about getting what she had always wanted to buy.
"Buy it," Haru answered since he thought that their money was enough to buy such a car.
From his prediction, a game that would sell at least 200,000 copies, or worse, 100,000 copies.
If one game was worth at least 7,000 yen, then they would get at least 700 million yen if they were able to sell 100,000 copies.
It was more than enough to buy a house or a luxurious car.
Then they continued to talk about the concert that they would hold during the Winter Comiket. After that, Haru cooked them lunch and he decided to go out since he needed to do something at the shrine.
"Where are you going?" Kosaka asked.
"Shrine," Haru said.
Kosaka blinked her eyes and said, "I'm not that surprised when you want to open a shrine." She remembered that Haru was an Omnyoji or something, but she almost forgot about it.
"Do you want to come?" Haru asked.
"What will I do there?" Kosaka asked.
"Pray? Don't you want to pray for our game to become successful later?" Haru asked.
Kosaka snorted and said, "It is better for me to promote my game rather than pray." She laid on the carpet then continued to sleep.
"..."
Haru thought how free-spirited this woman was. He said goodbye to both Shiina and Iwasawa before he went to the shrine to meet someone who wanted to apply to become a shrine maiden.

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He had been reincarnated, he thought that he didn't cheat until suddenly he noticed someone invite him on a group chat.

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Hmmm decisions, decisions,  Diane pondered for days If she really should hire an escort. It's not like she had the money just laying around. Plus how desperate would she look having to pay for a guy to be her date? Trying to find a date on the online dating sites were a disaster. Most of the guys were not even her type, she wasn't into older men, but from her experience and the views of most people, younger guys made her cautious. She would rather just stick with her kitty boys.  

Her coworkers are pressuring her and even trying to get info on the guy she's bringing.

She for awhile didn't care and slept with any hot guy. What she didn't think she was ever attractive when younger, so she showed herself she could get almost anyone. But when Jane was born, Diane refused to be that type of girl who had to have a guy around all the time. Now nearly six years later, her love life is like the stories she loves to read, fiction.  Sure Diane tried, but the guys all lied and played her for just one night or two. 

Jane didn't like the idea of her mom even going out to dinner with a guy much less holding hands or kissing one. That is how much Diane shields her daughter. So now she's settling on the thought of never going to be with a guy ever again.

Thursday, three weeks from the party Diane is off, and while Jane is in school, she decides to get a haircut from Louise. He is quite the flamboyant one, no question he is gay. Standing at 5'7 and skin dark as cocoa, his hair is longish on top with shaved sides and back, color is always different when she sees him. Today as she walks in he is sporting turquoise hair and a silver lip ring with an amber bead. Contrasting nicely with his dark brown eyes hidden by white framed glasses. 

"Hey Girl!" 

"Hi."

"How is it going? Anything new?"

"Not just trying to get through life."

"Are you still cooking?"

"Yea, but the people at my job are a pain."

" OOOHHHH to bad"

"Yea so much drama, I can't keep up."

"Do tell."

"Well let's see Me, and another girl got into it verbally, then she got into it with the lead cook. Another lady keeps bad mouthing me out loud to other coworkers, then she and a girl who know each other got into it. Now the girl who fought with me challenged me to go to her party, and on a date, I don't have. Is that enough to keep you going all day?" Diane finishes

"Oh yes, I have plenty of juicy gossips now. So are you going to find a date?" Louis asks.  

"I don't know, they threatened to set me up with one of their friends, but I am not interested in that only because I am aware of them not liking me, it would not be a good match up. I tried those online dating sites, but I just get the usual (in a deep voice) "Hey sexy want to see my dick?" So not going for that." Diane states

Louis is almost swallowing his gum, not used to Diane being so ex-rated, asked her what she intended to do then.

"Well I looked at getting an escort for the evening, but I don't know if I can afford it, and I don't want to hire them for sex, and don't want them to think I will pay for it or expect me to have it at all," Diane explained.

"Well, I know of an escort service, I sometimes work for them and am friends with the owner. Let me call him and find out if he has any discounts going on right now and sex is not allowed." Louis states

"Oh thank you." Diane gushes

Now let's see how lucky she can get.

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"Momma." 

"yes."

"Momma."

"What."

"Can we go to the park?"

"Hmmmm."

"Please."

"There it is, yea we can go."

"Let's go, Tommy."

Tommy is their two yr old tuxedo cat, who just might be half dog. He follows them on walks and to the park, plays with the kids. Loves car rides and to ride in shopping carts at stores. 

When they get home, Dine puts Jane to bed after a book. Settling with the computer, Diane starts looking for a date.

'Hey, sexy do you like to lick or be fucked?' -Charming

'Would you like to fuck tonight?'- Randy

'Are you freaky babe?'-thundercock

'Let's screw'- Joe

The worst was when there were just pictures of dicks, no words.

Ugh, Diane blocked each of them on her dating site, but the problem is no matter which site it was that's all she ever got. Why, can't people read? It says no one nighters or dirty talk allowed. Diane was not nice when people pissed her off or annoyed her. Yet here she was on the website, where most men were bound to be dicks.

Gentlemanly encounters look more appealing all the time. The thing of it was, though; Diane just wasn't one for stuff like that. She liked to wear baggy old PJ pants and tank with no bra. Jeans and sweatshirt kind of girl. Getting fancy and renting a guy just wasn't for her.

Well its worth a shot, Diane thinks picking up the phone. Hoping it won't bite her in the butt.

what would you do if you were to go to a party, but needed a date all Diane decided to hire an escort little did she know that this escort is way younger than her and a werewolf and she is his soulmate the age difference keep them apart?

At 7:00 that evening, Judd, wearing a blue dress shirt and jeans, sat at the bar of an upscale chain restaurant at Downtown at the Gardens.  It was not the kind of place hed have chosen, he thought as he sipped his Yeungling draft.  But hed invited Kit to pick the place, and he assumed it was a restaurant with which she was comfortable.

Twenty minutes later, he was checking his phone to see if hed missed a message from her when he heard someone call his name.  He turned to see a petite young woman making her way toward him.  Her dress was short and black, her shoes, black stilettos, and while her short spiky hair had been jet black in her profile picture, it was now accented with a purple swath spiking up in the middle.

Hi, sorry Im late.  I just couldnt get my act together, you know?  She smiled and proffered a black-manicured hand.  Im Kit.

Judd slid off his stool and shook her hand.  Im Judd.  Yeah, I was starting to get worried.  Its nice to meet you.

He helped her onto the stool beside his, and she ordered a cosmo.  You would not believe the week Ive had, she began.  She then launched into stories of her dealings with various customer complaints, as a customer service rep for a local department store.

Judd finished off his beer and ordered another, as Kit prattled on without a breath.  He considered his week and felt certain that it beat her tales of rude customer phone calls, but he didnt want to bring up those things now.  

When she slowed down to sip her cocktail, he ventured, So you had a rough week by the sound of it.  What do you like to do in your off time?

Well, sex, of course.  I mean, who doesnt love sex, right?  

Caught off guard, Judd coughed a little on his beer.  He nodded, dabbing his lips with a cocktail napkin.  Sex.  And youre submissive?  How long have you been in the lifestyle?

Oh, you know, I figured Id try something new.  Im always up for anything, really.  But yeah, Im submissive.  I love being told what to do.  In the bedroom, I mean.  Not in other situations, though.  Im all like, Dont tell me what to do, she laughed and pantomimed throwing punches at an imaginary target.  

Judd frowned slightly as Kit began to outline her sexual preferences.  Now, I like to be spanked, but I really love to be flogged.  And I like to be bound, but I prefer rope to steel cuffs, because

As she prattled on and on, Judds mind wandered.  I wonder what Jessis doing.  

He thought back on last weeks paddle boarding adventure, and he smiled recalling her enthusiasm.  

He glanced at Kit and knew she wasnt a genuine submissive.  Ever since those books came out, countless women decided that they were submissive because it seemed glamourous.  But by his estimation, billionaires were few and far between.  Most Dominants were just like himself, regular guys trying to make their way in the world.  

When Judd zoned back in on what Kit was saying, he realized that she was describing the contents of her large handbag.  So, I brought along a few of my favorite toys, just in case, she was saying.

He shook his head slightly.  Im sorry, what?

She drained her cosmo and grinned.  I brought my favorite cuffs, the fuzzy pink ones.  I like to be tied up and spanked, so you could start with that.  Then she droned on, as Judd began to regret the entire idea of meeting a stranger online.

Id rather be at Jessis.  

The thought was as clear as if hed heard it out loud.  Hed rather be at Jessis.  He looked at Kit.  She was a nice enough girl, if a bit young for him.  He hadnt asked, but she couldnt be more than thirty, if she was that old.  

But she was no submissive.  And he wasnt in the mood to play games.  

He smiled kindly.  Listen, Kit.  Youre a great girl.  Im just not feeling a connection here.  Im going to head on out.  Can I get you another round before I go?

She frowned as though slightly confused.  You dont want to hook up?

Judd shrugged.  I feel like Id just be wasting your time.  Im not the Dom for you.  But it was great to meet you.  I wish you all the best.

Um, okay.  Yeah, Ill have another cosmo, thanks.

Judd ordered her drink and closed out their tab.  Have a good night, he said, nodding to Kit before leaving the restaurant.

He sat in the truck, considering the disaster that had been his week.  Cant fucking catch a break, he muttered to himself.  Then his stomach rumbled.  Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was nearly 9:00.  He and Kit had never even ordered any food.  He shook his head and started up the truck, driving out into the night.



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