0 comments/ 20399 views/ 0 favorites Who Is She? By: Ed0613 I am in love with her but who is she, or better yet, what is she? Why am I so taken by her? Why can't I see her, touch her, kiss her, make love to her? She has the identity of a wisp of fog or a chameleon, appearing, disappearing, ever changing, always evolving. I know everything about her and yet I know nothing. Does she really have soft brown hair? Dimples? Big, expressive eyes? I know that in my dreams she has the mind, body and beauty of a goddess. Does she really exist, or is she a figment of my imagination? She comes for me when I am not there, leaving messages that make my blood boil and causes me to have wild, erotic, dreams. While working, I suddenly stop and think about her. A beautiful woman walks by and I wonder if it is her or just what I imagine that she must look like. I write stories using her as the heroine, the villain, the siren, the seductress, but she is always the shadowy image that I can't quite see. The things that she does to me are beyond description and are only limited by my imagination. Whether she treats me as her slave or master, the results are almost always the same. In every story I make love to her. My rickety old body becomes young and virile to match hers. I take on the persona of a handsome prince that befits the beautiful goddess or evil sorceress. Goddess or sorceress, it doesn't matter, I always fall under her spell. I revel in the seduction, no matter which of us is the dominant spirit. I envision her young, lithe body reacting to my every desire, wish and command. I close my eyes and see what I am doing to her, or what she is doing to me. I see how she reacts with her animal needs, lusts and desires. How she can switch, in a second, from gentle, nubile, seductress to evil enchantress in the corners of my mind is not something that I can, or even try to understand. I just accept and enjoy it. I am taken from pinnacle to pinnacle of erotic ecstasy during the intimacy of our lovemaking. My hands, my lips, my body caresses and enjoy her most intimate parts. I cause goose flesh on her back, her breasts, her buttocks, as I fondle and caress them. From deep within her body she generates the unique feminine moisture that comes just before a sexual encounter. My lips kiss her ears, her eyes, her neck, her breasts and greedily savor the nectar that I have caused her to create. When my body joins hers, all reality is lost to the sensual pleasures of the flesh. My eyes no longer see, my ears no longer hear, and no other thoughts are possible as I approach the ultimate personal gratification that my climax will bring. Sometimes, the tables are turned and I lie still while she bestows her sexual delights on me. Her sensual skills are such that I cannot bring myself to move or even open my eyes for fear that I will lose the moment that will bring me to the culmination of carnal rapture. The velvet sleeve of her body or her mouth presents the ultimate encasement for that sensitive part of my body that will cause the release of my sexual frustrations, tensions and desires. Someday, I will, I must find her and satisfy myself that she is real. Perhaps I am better to continue to visualize a picture in my mind of an ideal lover than meeting one who cannot possibly be as perfect as the sensual being my heart and mind have created. Maybe I need this fantasy to keep my mind alert. If I do find her, will I use her and discard her like I have so many others, or will I love and cherish her, hold her close to my breast, my heart? She must keep me always reaching for that something that is just beyond my grasp. If not, I am afraid that I may give up searching for my ultimate fantasy and my mind would cease to imagine the things that could be, and my stories, like me, would wither and die. * * * * * Written by E J Sheeran. Copyright (c) 06-23-1999 by E. J. Sheeran. All rights reserved. This work, in part, or whole, is not to be distributed, reproduced, transmitted or posted, in any manner, without the express written permission of the author. Who Is She Really? "Oh Roy!" My eyes snapped wide open, alarmed, moving around wondering where I was. "Holy shit!" I thought to myself after getting my mind straight. "Shawny hun!" called out Maria walking into the bedroom in a red bathrobe. "Looks like someone's finally awake." She sat on the bed next to me and smiled. "I think it's time for you to get up and drive me to the mall." "And I presume you also want money," I said putting my feet to the floor and sitting next to her. "Yes please!" exclaimed Maria in an exaggerated way. "Did Josh and everyone leave already?" I asked. "Hours ago," emphasized Maria quite quick in her response. "Both of them looked quite drunk. I wanted to drive them wherever but Josh pissed me off so I let them do whatever they wanted." "You shouldn't have done that. Josh is always a retard when he's drunk," I said. "You should have told them to stay put." "I was gonna take Chrissie for sure because she needed the ride but Josh just grabs her and puts her in his car. I almost ended up punching Josh on the nose after our little argument." I laughed. "Serious!" "By the way what were you and Chrissie doing out back when I went upstairs to the bathroom?" asked Maria looking a bit irritated. "Nothing why?" "Well it seemed like you two were doing something." "She just wanted another bottle of beer so I took her to the backyard to get her one." "And you're sure nothing else happened." "I'm positive," I said. "Okay..." said Maria sounding a bit in doubt. "Yeah...come on you know I wouldn't do anything that might jeopardize our relationship," I said trying to convince her. "How long have we been together? Like two years." "I know, I know," chattered Maria. "You're my sweet cakes and I know you wouldn't do something like that, but..." "But what?" I asked sort of annoyed. "Well, being in a two year relationship has its downfalls. I'm afraid you're getting a bit bored of me. Shawn I'm afraid that you are seeing women much hotter than me." I chuckled in my mind at her choice of words. She expressed she was hot, but then again it's good to have a woman that displays as much confidence as Maria does, heck, I'm not saying she isn't hot. "Don't worry Maria. Love has much more to do with than beauty..." "But to me it has to," interrupted Maria abruptly. "Shawn do you think I'm sexy?" "Of course!" I exclaimed without hesitation. "Boy, look at you." "Then tell me what my best feature is?" "Well your gorgeous face obviously and..." "Something other than my face," interrupted Maria. "Yes I'm getting there," I smiled. "I'd say your ass." "My ass?" questioned Maria. "Then why haven't you ever asked me for anal sex, huh?" "What!" I didn't know quite how to answer that question. It was rather sudden and awkward. I never knew she was willing to get it up her ass, not to mention that she told me she never done it before. I thought she'd think it was gross. "Ah, I don't know," I answered. "What do you mean you don't know?" asked Maria, irritated. "Josh asked Chrissie." "And how do you know that?" I asked. "Oh come on! Josh has more guts than you. Chrissie told me how one time..." "Okay, okay, you don't need to get so descriptive," I said interrupting. "So what if I didn't ask you. I thought you wouldn't like it." "Ha! What's there not to like," stated Maria. "I don't think it's gross." "You don't?" I asked surprised. "Nope. After what Chrissie told me I think I'd like to try it," smiled Maria. My mouth sort of got tangled up before I could say something. I think my mind took a while to process something. Did I hear what I think I just heard? And no it wasn't actually about Maria's enthusiastic words about wanting anal sex. "Maria?" I said calling out her name. "Yes Shawn?" "As much as I love your thoughts on anal sex, are you saying that Christina and Josh both already went through it?" I asked with curiosity in my eyes. "From what I heard yes, why?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I looked at the ceiling referring back to my dream. "What is it Shawn?" asked Maria grabbing me by the arm. "Oh god, don't tell me you're getting turned on. You bitch!" Maria pushed herself back from me, but not before I grabbed her by the arm myself. "Josh told me he never got the chance," I said looking deep into Maria's eyes. "He did mention asking her once but she refused to ever do it." "And you're going to believe that bastard. You know the lies he tells" stated Maria. "No I know for sure he wasn't lying. I saw it in his eyes. He was very disappointed. And trust me he wasn't drunk either." "But that could only mean that what Roy said is true," said Maria. "You know we never disagree on anything, but I have a feeling the incredible stuff Christina told you wasn't something she did with Josh, but rather with another guy. Hate to say this to you, but I think your best friend from grade school is a..." "Say it Shawn, say it!" cried Maria out of nowhere. "And I think you were the one." "Excuse me?" I protested. "Fuck you Shawn," shouted Maria in tears as she stood up in front of me. "I saw what happened out back. I saw you and...her. What was she saying huh? Did she persuade you for anything? Maybe a blowjob? Did she take you someone so you can stick your cock in her ass?" "What? No!" I shouted. "She was drunk! I couldn't avoid it." "Avoid what Shawn? Her offerings? "Look I swear on my life that nothing happened between us. Listen she was drunk!" "You keep saying she was drunk. Oh so let me guess you were too right?" "Hell no! I just came remember?" "Matter of fact Shawn I do. I also remember, umm...oh yeah that you kissed her on the lips. Was one long kiss by the way. By the looks of it both of you were almost about to fall on the grass and have sex too. Shawn you make me laugh. All the lies you pull out. You're nothing more than a cheat," yelled Maria. "Maria I could explain," I said. "It was one kiss. Her words..." "Shawn just get the fuck out," sobbed Maria, interrupting. "Don't even try talking me into your lies." I slowly got off the bed and exited the bedroom. I made my way downstairs and noticed a pair of white shoes at the foyer in front of the stairs. I turned around and saw Maria standing before me whimpering. "Didn't I tell you to get out," cried Maria. "Is Josh here?" I asked quickly. I noticed she became hesitant to answer my question. "I-I-I don't know. Now leave!" I put on my shoes and glanced at the rather familiar white shoes before giving Maria a final glance from downstairs. She turned around and walked away to her room upstairs. I made my way outside closing the door behind me and got into my car. I looked at myself through the rear view mirror. I thought about the dream. My eyelids began to weaken. I got out of my car and jogged sneakily to Maria's front door. I presumed the door was unlocked since Maria was nowhere near the front door when I left and I doubt she ended up locking it. I tried turning the doorknob and with no surprise the door opened. I got in, silently shutting the door and taking my shoes off. With my socks I tip-toed adjacent to the stairs. I slowly went upstairs making as little noise as possible, however every step I took made a creaking sound. I suddenly started hearing sounds while standing at the upper hall of the house. I figured Maria was still crying in her room. I was hesitant to open her door because I knew I was the last person she'd want to see coming into her room. Unexpectedly she was screaming and her words were far from any pain I put her in. "Oh yes! Fuck! Ahhhhh!" Maria screamed through the door. I, without thinking twice, barged into the room. I froze, dumbfounded as I stared at my girlfriend lying on her back on her bed with her bathrobe undone and opened up. A pink dildo was on the bed just at the door step of a visible wet pussy. The bed sheet around the toy was also quite damp. Her eyes were closed as I stared the body that I must have fucked a dozen times in the past week being felt up with her hands. I never once seen her play with herself or even stick a dildo into her hole. "Shawn!" screamed Maria covering her body and leaning forward, the moment she opened her eyes. "Hey Shawn!" called out Josh from the hall. I panicked and made one large step back onto the hallway carpet, slamming the bedroom door shut. She continued bellowing and swearing through the door. "What just happened?" chuckled Josh. "Long story," I sighed. "Does Maria know you're here?" "I was in my room since I woke up," laughed Josh. "And I doubt she even knew I came home last night." "So she doesn't know you're here?" "My guess, no," stated Josh. "And don't tell me you heard what I think you just heard," I said. "Yeah when you barged in of course," chuckled Josh. "I'm talking about before that," I said. "Oh that. Let me just say there are times when a woman needs to be alone," smiled Josh. "Can't get any control when you have guy doing it for you." "Shut up Josh," I said, punching him playfully on the shoulder. "What about like an hour ago? Did you hear anything then?" "Nah I think I was sleeping then. Why?" "It's nothing, so I guess I'm a get going. Got work to do plus I doubt I'm safe here right now. Maria is gonna kill me once she comes out." "Alright bud, I'll do my best to keep her from shattering things around the house," chuckled Josh. "Chrissie is downstairs on the phone if you'd like to give her a shout." "I do see her everyday you know," I chuckled. "Yeah but I figured you'd like to see her sober for once," said Josh. "Thought you lost respect for her." "Ha! Oh yeah last night right," I smiled. "Alright, but I never did lose respect for her." "Thanks bud," Josh showed appreciation before giving the nod and heading sluggishly back to his room. I worked my way downstairs, actually feeling sorry for Josh. I was about to put on my shoes and leave, but heard a voice in the kitchen. It was Christina. I wasn't actually eager to go and meet her after our most recent encounter last night and oh yeah that hallucination I had in my sleep. However, the curious fellow that I was I ended up walking into the dinette. "So we on for tonight? I'll bring the best I got," smiled Christina through the phone. I was in total shock, almost scared out of my socks. Was this déjà vu or what? There, leaning against the stove, was Christina in that short denims and white tank top she wore in my dream. Funny thing is I didn't know she had clothing like that. I never have seen her wear shorts as short. I hinted a weak, awkward wave. She saw me and smiled, responding with a wave of her own. She looked so hot and, boy, did she love wearing those uplift bras that made her tits big and elevated. I wanted to turn around but my legs refused. The image of her in the kitchen was too tempting to keep my eyes off. She was holding a phone on an ear with one hand and playing with her long dark brown hair with the other. Have to admit I was frustrated after that dream and horny as hell. I never had a dream like that in ages and never expected one. When I woke up I was so tempted to grab Maria and fuck the hell out of her even if it was so early in morning. But I guess I don't see why not after hearing Maria's moment of ecstasy before heading for her morning showers. My thoughts had been swirling around since last night when Christina and I exchanged a passionate kiss. She was so drunk that when I pushed my lips onto hers, she almost lost her balance and forced us both to the ground. I suppose my dream was a result of no sex in a rather sexy night. The women last night were dazzling and I couldn't blame Maria for being a little bit nosy. Christina had to be the best out of the bunch last night. Her jeans practically hugged her ass and there was no doubt that she saw me looking down on it a couple of times. It was so obvious that her true nature was brought out last night. She almost looked like a genuine slut and there was without a doubt that she's trying to get another new shaft anytime tonight. "Hey Shawn!" I suddenly found myself looking up back at Christina. "Hey how's it going?" I said. "Well what do you think?" smiled Christina. At first I thought she was talking about what I thought of her choice of clothes for a Sunday morning. "About what?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "Didn't Josh tell you?" asked Christina confused. "Ah no? Was he supposed to?" "I got a job!" exclaimed Christina. "Oh really," I said not looking too excited. "Well congratulations to you." "Thanks Shawn. They invited me for a company dinner tonight, so I was thinking of going." "That's nice and what was this company you applied for again?" I asked. "I already told you silly. It's a movie studio," said Christina. "Blue Corp." "Oh so you're going to become an actress, eh," I said in a slightly exaggerated way. "Yes Shawn," said Christina looking a bit disappointed. "Is everything okay Shawn?" "Yeah, yeah," I said abruptly. "You don't look alright," said Christina. "Oh I had a fight with Maria," I stated. "Oh poor you," "It's nothing." Christina then began walking towards me and it seemed at first I was about to get a hug from her gorgeous body but to my disappointment she strolled past me. I smelled the pleasant scent that was so natural to her breezing against me as she walked by. I also felt my fingers skim her smooth, nude upper thigh as I looked to my side. I then glanced over my shoulders to see where she was going and then gazed down at her ass. My cock was ready to rip of out my denims. Her shorts clang nicely along those firm, round buns and her tattoo on the lower back was just another attractive portion of her lustful body. I was ready to run after her but I knew my other worthless housemates were upstairs. "Hey don't tell Josh about this," whispered Christina coming back my way with a large poster. She went to kitchen as I moved back letting her walk by. She laid the poster on the kitchen counter. "Come Shawn let me show you." I walked over to kitchen and stood beside her. "See Greg sent me this like last week. This is the movie poster for my first movie." I looked at it and didn't know how to react. "Is that you?" I asked. "Yup that's me! Like it?" Asking that wasn't actually something you'd expect anyone other than Josh to answer. Then again if Josh were to see this he'll freak. "So..." waited Christina. "I know it's a little not me, but oh well." "Don't lie to me Christina," I thought to myself. "I-it looks nice," I stammered. "And..." "Well I don't know but why must they put a cap from a sex scene on the movie poster?" I asked. "I don't think the city will allow it to be posted in public. I-it does look rather NC-17 don't you think?" "Shawn you silly boy, don't you get it," chuckled Christina. "Get what?" I raised puzzled. Christina sighed. "It's obvious that it's NC-17. I got a job as a porn star!" My eyes snapped open and panicked looking around. I suddenly found myself back in my car. I noticed a car drive up on to the driveway behind me through the rear view mirror. It was Christina! I opened the door and got out of my car. Christina did the same as I called out. "Hey Chrissie!" I smiled. "I'd appreciate it if you moved your car so that I can get out." "Oh sorry!" Christina chuckled. "Didn't know you were there." "No worries," I said. "Where'd you go?" "Just needed to meet a friend," she said. "That's cool," I smiled as I got back into my car and ignited the engine. Christina pulled back onto the street before I made way my out the driveway. I watched through the side window as she parked her car back into the driveway and got out. She was still in the same jeans and purple top she was in several hours ago. I noticed her look to my car and wave. I opened the window and waved back before driving off. *** "Oh Roy!" "Oh yeah that's it baby! Tell me what's good." "Oh Roy I think I'm gonna cum!" "Then cum in my mouth. I can't wait to taste your juices." "I want your tongue deeper in me! Oh yeah that's it!" I watched, awkwardly, as Christina laid on the kitchen counter naked while Roy was on his knees stuffing his face between her legs. I soon noticed Christina beginning to arch her back crying out her final words before her body was at a full semi-circle screaming out in intense ecstasy. "Ahhhhh! Oh yes! Oh yes! Fuck baby!" I was hard as a rock witnessing Roy stick out his tongue trying to catch every drop of Christina's juice. It was funny because Roy's kitchen was so similar to mine. I felt I was in my kitchen worrying that Josh will barge in any minute now. "You ready for my cock baby?" asked Roy, standing up. "Yes! Stick your friend in me. Now!" cried out Christina. Roy grabbed her legs and placed it over his shoulder. His cock was merely inches from her dripping hole. He got hold of his cock and rubbed its tip around the opening. "Mmmm! What are you waiting for?" demanded Christina. "Stick it in!" Roy smiled and slowly pushed the head of his cock into her love hole. Christina tilted her head back moaning from the sensation of her hole being filled. When Roy got all the cock he possibly could into Christina, he slowly withdrew half of it. Little by little it started to become rhythmic as he moved his hips forward and backwards slamming his balls against her skin filling the studio with the noise of skin hitting skin. "Mmmm!" moaned Christina. "Like it baby?" asked Roy rhetorically. "Mmmm yes! Fuck I want it harder...faster!" she screamed. Roy began picking up pace. It soon was apparent that I couldn't keep up with Roy's thrusts inward and outward. It was too fast for my brain to process. Before long I felt time suddenly speeding up and everything began to blur. I didn't know what was going on. My ears began to fill with a sound of bells ringing. My eyes snapped open and I panicked turning my head to the side and noticing my phone shrieking on the passenger seat with a loud ringing jingle that drove me nuts. I swiftly grabbed the phone and turned it off. I looked at the clock on the screen. It was 8:12 in the evening. "Holy shit!" I sighed. "I sure need to remember to lower the volume to the wake-up call." I looked outside. The parking lot was almost empty and the orange sunset was blinding my eyes. I was beginning to feel another obsession. My infatuation for Christina was evident. That was three straight Christina dreams since the party. I had to admit I was very tired and didn't get a decent sleep last night, but the dreams felt like a sign and that déjà vu like experience I had in the morning wasn't just a coincidence. My body was aching and I felt myself getting even more frustrated by the second. I first thought the dreams were fun but now I felt they were serious and abnormal. I reached for the glove box to the car and opened it. I took out the photos I just printed from the store and scanned through them. It was photos from last night. Pretty much a nail biter because most of them contained some of the most gorgeous women in the world. I knew that I wasn't going to get laid tonight after what Maria and I went through. I also knew that I couldn't take this pressure no more. I looked around the parking lot hoping that nobody was nearby but then remembered that my windows were tinted black so that nobody can see what's inside. I unzipped my jeans and pulled my long awaited figure. It sprung so hard that I'd imagine it complaining why on earth it wasn't in pussy by now. I began flipping through photos as my throbbing cock awaited for that one picture where I can go lose. Who Is She Really? There were group pictures, there were couple lovebird pictures but I paused when I got to that picture. It was Christina. A photo of her dancing with a guy. Funny thing is it wasn't Josh. The man was grinding his crotch against her ass as he wrapped one of his arms around her waist. There were a lot of other people surrounding them and dancing, but both of them stuck out the most. I put down all the other photos back in the glove box and continually stared at the one with Christina and this random guy. Boy did she know how to turn out good in a photo. I gripped on my pulsing cock holding the rectangular photo before me. I began stroking my cock slowly up and down staring hard at the picture. I imagined myself as the guy behind her rubbing hard against her. She was looking away with her arms high up in the air. "Oh god!" I played out the scene in my mind from the beginning. I visualized how we both were dancing separated from each other. I watched her, wanting her so bad, as she waved her hips seductively trying to get the guys attention. I knew for sure I was the one who would fearlessly approach her. I slowly move forward keeping a rhythm to my dance with the music. Before I know it I was dancing behind Christina. Without hesitation I wrapped one arm around her nude stomach. I get a signal that she wanted me as she gets hold of my arm and keeps it there. We both continue dancing to music. I bring my hips closer to hers and my crotch then slowly makes contact with her ass. I keep a rhythm and start grinding against her tight denims. I felt my climax building and continued stroking my ever so pulsing cock imagining myself rubbing my throbbing cock against her ass. I even pictured her feeling the hard figure underneath my pants rubbing her behind. The thought of her getting turned on and moaning silently made me explode all over the photo. "Oh shit!" I panicked as the photo gets soaked with my cum dripping down to car seat and carpet. I reached for a tissue from the back seat rubbing my aching cock against the handgrip of the car. I wiped myself, the photo and anything else that my sticky substance had touched. I put the photo back with bunch in the glove box and closed it. I zipped up my jeans and started the car, taking one final deep breathe, as a result of my heart pounding from the intense rush of blood before pushing the gas and heading home. "Ada shit what's going man. Haven't seen you since the party," said Josh wrapping his arm around the back of my neck as I came into the house. "Can't believe he's drunk already," sighed Maria, hardly giving me a look and walking into the kitchen. I presumed she was still angry. "Yeah man just went out to get the photos done," I said trying to break lose from him. "Photos from the party yesterday night? Good, good! We need those memories from the best house jam I ever created." "Hey where's Chrissie?" I asked. "Oh I think she's..." "She went outside and that's all you need to know," yelled Maria interrupting Josh, sounding irritated from the kitchen. "Okay," I said. "So let's check out those photos man," insisted Josh. "Yeah here you go," I gave him the photos and he wobbled to the stairs and sat on it. "Man these are some hot pictures. Look at them girls!" I laughed and whispered. "I think we should talk about stuff like that when our girls are gone." "Oh Shawn you know there's no point when we already have some fine woman as girlfriends," smiled Josh as he stared at the photos. "Oh that's so nice of you to say that Josh," yelled Maria sarcastically from the kitchen. "Hey what's up with this photo?" asked Josh. "Aum!" I almost blushed. "I must have had sticky hands after I ate candy." "Why is Chrissie dancing with this guy?" asked Josh, ignoring my embarrassing moment. I then almost wanted to slap myself for not removing that picture from the bunch. Not that I spread white goo all over it as one reason but the fact that it wasn't something Josh should see. "It was just a dance. She must have thought you were behind her," I said. "Why is her ass rubbing against this man's...fuck!" shouted Josh. "What the fuck is this? Who took this picture?" Josh stood up in anger but almost lost balance because of it. "Listen Josh," I said holding him by the shoulders. "I'm telling you she must have thought it was you." "No! I don't believe it," shouted Josh. Maria came over wondering what all the commotion was about. "What's the problem here?" she asked. I was about to answer her but decided not to, to prevent another possible fight between us. "Look," pointed Josh to the picture. "Why is Chrissie grinding with this guy?" Maria grabbed the picture and stared at it. "Look she must have thought that was you," she said. I knew she was lying because we both knew exactly what went down at that party. "I bet there's a photo of me dancing with other guys," smirked Maria before giving back the picture to Josh. "Maybe one with me kissing a bulky hottie." I knew clear well that was a hit to get back at me. I obviously got mad but I didn't get to brink of slapping her in the face. She hinted a smirk right at me before heading back to the kitchen. I sort of glared at her. "So you believe us or not?" I asked looking back at Josh. "Tell you what, just sleep on it. We know what couple of shots can put you in." "No this is typical of Chrissie," yelled Josh. "I bet she was fucking Roy last night." "What!" I looked at him surprised. "You went to Roy's?" Josh nodded. "She told me to take the bus home so that she can sleep at Roy's. We were both drunk out of our minds and I bet she fucked him." "Then why didn't you stay?" I asked. "I don't know. I was gonna go back but I got lost." "Lost?" "Yeah the bus driver threw me out the bus in the middle of nowhere," said Josh. "What!" I laughed. "Where'd you sleep?" "I just sat down on a stool and passed out. I was too buzzed to call you," "So when you get home?" I asked. "Couple of hours ago. Maria picked me up. I just chilled at a mall with some buddies before calling the house." "Oh yeah," I chuckled. "Oh man Josh that's pure jokes. You slept on the streets the whole night." "Listen man," shouted Josh abruptly. "Forget that. I don't like what Chrissie is doing to me. I'm gonna kill her when she gets home." "Woe there buddy!" I exclaimed. "No need to mention things about killing. There must be a good explanation for all this." Suddenly the doorbell rang. I swiftly moved in front of Josh and slightly pushed him back against his chest. "Look that might not be Christina but I want you to promise me that if that is that you'll keep your distance so that I can talk to her." "What! I promise to nobody," shouted Josh. "Well you better promise to me," I snapped. "Then fuck it I'm going upstairs," stated Josh. "You do that," I said relieved. Josh walked upstairs unsteadily as I grabbed onto the doorknob to the front door and confronted the person outside. "Oh it's you," I glared. "What do you want?" "Is that my brother?" Tell him to come in," ordered Maria from the kitchen in a harsh voice. "Sorry I got to get going. Just wondering if Josh is here?" Roy asked. "He's upstairs. What's it to you?" I asked. Suddenly out popped a head behind Roy. "Christina!" I said surprised. "Look she's afraid," stated Roy. "Why?" I asked. Christina slowly sneaked into the house and ran towards the kitchen where Maria was cooking. "Shawn come outside," said Roy. "I need to talk to you alone." I stepped onto the pouch and quietly closed the door behind me. "Look it wasn't supposed to be this way," said Roy. "I couldn't help it." "What?" I said confused. "When Christina told Josh to take the bus, I didn't expect her to push him out the apartment. She got furious when Josh refused a couple of times." "Josh didn't tell me that," I said puzzled. "Well I guess he didn't want you to know." "So what happened last night?" I asked. "Why was Chrissie so eager for him to leave?" "I don't know, they had this argument. She said she didn't it like it when Josh grabbed her hair and forced her into the car." "So she had the right to force him to leave," I said. "Yeah but I had a feeling it wasn't because of the argument. I think it was an excuse to get him to leave." "Don't tell me what you think you're about to say," I said. "Yes Shawn. I think she wanted to be alone with me and..." Roy hesitated. "I was certain when we kinda ended up doing it on the kitchen counter." "What!" I exclaimed. "You bitch!" "Don't tell Maria about this, man, it'll kill her." "Don't tell her? I think you shouldn't have told me. Josh is my best bud and Maria is my woman you asshole. The last thing I want to hear is his girlfriend doing it with my girl's brother." I wrapped my fingers to a fist and began moving closer to Roy. "Shawn I'm sorry don't do this," cried Roy moving backward. "I didn't mean for it to happen. I'm telling you Christina is a total whore." I suddenly stopped in my tracks and cooled my blood. "Roy please leave. I'll talk to you tomorrow," I said. "W-what?" stammered Roy. "You're not mad?" "Look Roy just leave before I change my mind," I demanded. "O-okay," stuttered Roy as he jogged to his car. I had to admit I couldn't blame Roy for fucking my best friend's girl. I never thought it at first but I heard him say that he did it with her on a kitchen counter. What's next Christina actually getting a job as a porn star? I chuckled at the thought but felt grim thinking how coincidental my dreams were. I let Roy loose because I was certain that he wasn't the only guy Christina decided to use to cheat on Josh. And if the dreams have any indication I think she's trying to gain some valuable experience. "Josh I swear I thought that was you," shouted Christina frightened as I walked into the kitchen. "Shawn do something!" screamed Maria standing in between Josh and Christina. My eyes widened. I ran behind Josh and grabbed his arms forcing them downward. "What the fuck are you doing man?" I yelled. "Doing what I have to," responded Josh. "You'll fucking go to jail for this!" "I don't care. Once I take out that slut I'll finally have some peace for myself," stated Josh. "What's your problem Josh!" screamed Christina, behind Maria. "I can't believe you won't trust me. Did our three year relationship mean nothing to you?" "For what it's worth our relationship was bullshit," shouted Josh. Christina fell in tears. "Serves you right for sticking your ass against some guy's crotch." "Then fuck it Josh," cried Christina, loudly. "Go ahead kill me!" "Chrissie!" yelled Maria over her shoulders shocked by her phrase. Josh for a moment glared at Christina but suddenly dropped his weapon and weakened. I slowly led him to a chair. Both Maria and I looked confused as Christina ran upstairs covering her eyes and crying. Maria looked at me, furious, and chased after her. "Fuck I can't believe this," whined Josh. I sort of felt uncomfortable as I witnessed Josh for the first time fall in tears. "Look Josh for whatever that she did behind your back that night, you need to understand something. You can't make a conclusion over some photo where your girl is drunk out of her mind. To be honest she might have known that guy wasn't you, but you need to understand that drunken girls will do anything. It's up to you to decide whether it's okay or not. Otherwise you need to stop her from getting drunk." "Shawn your right," stated Josh, looking up at me. "It's my fault. I should have known not to bring her to such a party where there are guys all over the place. She might have tried kissing you for the drunken woman that she was," Josh joked. "Well she could have," I chuckled, slightly nervous. "You are a good friend, man," smiled Josh getting up and patting me on the back. "I don't what I'll without you. I guess I'll go upstairs and talk to Christina." "Just remember to say sorry," I chuckled. "Oh yeah I won't," smiled Josh, wobbling out the kitchen. *** "I want you," moaned Christina, locking the door behind her. "But didn't you just have a fight with Josh?" "Oh I was faking. To be honest I cried just to protect myself. He had a knife on me for god's sakes," shrieked Christina. "What was I suppose to do?" "True, so you sure you want to go through with this?" "As much as you are baby, but make sure Maria doesn't know you're here. She is your lover you know." "Just worry about getting my pants down, will you?"