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It had been a long time since I had the house to myself on a Saturday without the possibility of someone coming home soon. My wife had left the night before for a “girl’s weekend” out of town and she wouldn’t be back until later in the day on Sunday.



I woke up on Saturday morning and made my coffee and breakfast. I turned on the computer and fooled around on Facebook for awhile, checked out some sports scores, and read a few articles of interest, but eventually my mind turned to something the internet does so well – porn!



I went to a few of my favorite sites – one with videos, one with pictures and one with stories – and opened them all in different tabs of my browser. I totally immersed myself in porn and flipped between the sites. Most of the times that I jerked off anymore were quickies in the shower just to get it done before my wife asked what was taking so long in the bathroom. But today was going to be different. I went and got some lube and was going to jerk gently and take my time really enjoying myself.



I had been jerking off for quite some time and lust was definitely taking over me. I had watched clip after clip and picture after picture of sexy women giving guys blowjobs. My wife refused to suck my dick claiming she had a horrible gag reflex. I loved my wife, but a blowjob was one of the things I missed most.



I remembered that long ago I had signed up for one of those web sites that claim you can find sex partners living in the area. I found the site and logged on; my profile was still there! I began sifting through the profiles of women who were “online.” I knew it was wrong, but lust had consumed me and I wanted a blowjob! I sent out several messages to the women who were online and that I found attractive, but of course none of them responded. I remembered why I had stopped visiting the site in the first place – the women did not seem to be real.



I was just about to give up and sign off the site and go finish jerking off when suddenly an icon popped up. I had a message! Finally, one of these women was responding to my request and I was going to get blown!



I clicked on the icon and waited for the message to load. Once it did, I was surprised and disappointed. The message was from a man.



“Hello,” the message began. “My name is Tom. I know I’m probably not who you were hoping to hear from, but if you would like to get off by something other than your hand, I’d be willing to help. I know the women on here don’t respond often. Anyway, I promise you will enjoy yourself if you just give me a chance. We will only do what you want to do. Hope to hear from you soon.”



Normally I would have simply deleted any such request, but I was beyond horny. I desperately wanted a blowjob. Obviously, I thought to myself, I would prefer that blowjob be from a woman, but no woman has accepted my request and here is this person willing to do it. A mouth is a mouth, right? I was trying to talk myself into this.



I decided to reply simply and see if he was serious.



“I have never been with a man,” I wrote. “What do you want to do?”



A few minutes later I got a reply.



“I am up for anything. I’m new to this, too, but willing to do whatever you want. Jerk, suck, whatever.”



It’s now the moment of truth. Do I end this chat and go finish my business, or do I get some help? I am so horny that my cock answers for my brain. I reply to the email, give the man my address, tell him to pull into the garage, close the door and come into the house.



I then went upstairs and put on some loose clothes, went back to the living room and waited nervously for my guest to arrive. About 20 minutes later and still no one had come to my house. Partly relieved, I wondered if maybe he had chickened out. Then, I heard a car door close from inside my garage, the garage door close and the door to my house open and close. I heard the footsteps come up the stairs and then a man appeared in my living room.



“Hi, I’m Tom,” he introduced himself. “Do you still want to do this?”



“Um, yeah, I think so,” I replied meekly.



“Good, I brought a bi video for us to watch. I thought seeing men fool around while still being able to see a woman might help. Wanna put it in the player?”



Without saying a word I got up, took the movie and bent down to start the movie. When I stood up and turned around, he was already naked, sitting on the couch stroking himself. I took off my clothes and sat down, too.



We sat next to each other watching the movie and rubbing our own cocks. The movie was pretty good. A blonde with nice tits was sucking one guy while another guy sat in a chair in the corner and watched. As I looked at the TV in front of me, I could feel Tom watching me run my hand up and down my cock. Finally, I looked over and watched him stroke, too. His cock was pretty much the same size as my own. We’re both around 6″ cut and about 2″ thick.



Finally, Tom broke the silence. “Want me to rub that for you?”



I didn’t reply verbally, I just removed my hand from my member. He reached over and wrapped his hand around my shaft while still rubbing his own. He stroked up and down my shaft. He would use his thumb to rub my head, rubbing the pre-cum around. My eyes moved back and forth between each of our crotches. I finally stopped watching my own cock getting stroked and watched Tom jerk himself off.



“You can touch it if you want.”



I hesitated for just a second before I slowly extended my arm and grabbed his cock. For the first time ever I was touching a cock other than my own.



“You ok?” he asked. This guy sure was being understanding about my nervousness.



“Yes, I like the way it feels,” I responded. “Does it feel good for you?”



“Oh, yes it does.”



We jerked each other for a few minutes. Since I had been jerking earlier, I was quickly approaching my climax.



“Oh, god, that feels so good. I’m going to blow soon if you keep that up.”



“We have plenty of time, right?” he asked. “I mean, we can play longer than one cum, right?”



“Uh huh. I don’t have any other plans today.”



“Then cum. I want to see it shoot.”



He gripped my dick a little tighter and stroked me for all I was worth. He was pumping me fast, using my pre-cum as lube, until I hit the point of no return. I shot my load straight in the air with most of it landing back on my dick and Tom’s hand; the rest on the couch and carpet. He kept stroking me, coaxing more cum out of my cock and onto the back of his hand. Even when I finished cumming he didn’t take his hand off my cock.



“That was great,” I said. “Want me to finish you off now?” I started stroking him faster.



“I do,” he answered, “but I want to get off that way.”



He nodded toward the TV. I had gotten so caught up that I forgot there was porn on. I looked over and saw one guy kneeling in front of the other sucking him off.



“I don’t know if I can do that,” I responded.



“Oh, sure you can,” he said. “I bet you’ll love it!”



He stood up from the couch and took a step back.



“Come on now, on your knees.”



Reluctantly, I slid off the couch and knelt before him. I looked up at him and his eyes were filled with lust.



“Suck it,” he commanded. “You know you want to suck my cock.”



I licked my lips, leaned forward and took his head in my mouth. As I moved my head forward and took Tom into my mouth, I was struck by just how soft a hard on could be. I felt his shaft manipulate in my mouth as I continued to pull back and push forward, taking a little more of his cock in my mouth with each pass.



Tom reached one hand behind my head and grabbed a little bit of my short hair. He started moving his hips forward to meet my strokes.



“That’s it you cocksucker. Take my cock in your mouth. Fuck yeah, you’re pretty good for a first time cocksucker. Yeah, you’re gonna deep throat this cock nicely.”



As I moved forward to take the next stroke of his cock in my mouth, he pushed forward with his hips. His dick pushed into my throat, nearly choking me. He held me down, his dick in my throat, until I nearly couldn’t breathe. He finally let me pull off and I took my mouth off his cock, though his hand was still on the back of my head.



“I told you that you’d be able to deep throat me. That was nice! Hey, have you ever tasted your own cum?”



I said that I had not. He moved his hand that had jerked me off, the hand I came all over, in front of my face. My load was still there.



“Taste it,” he demanded. “Clean your cum off my hand.”



I leaned in a bit and licked the entire thick load off his hand and swallowed. As soon as I finished swallowing, he pushed his dick back in my mouth. He put his other hand around the back of my head and started fucking my face. Tom was pushing his cock into my throat with each thrust, gagging me.



“Oh, yeah, I’m gonna cum!” he exclaimed. “Take my load you little cocksucker. Uuuhhh. There you go. Uh. Take it. Uh. Swallow it all.”



His cock spurt load after load of cum into my mouth. It was thick, creamy, salty and I swallowed it all.



“You like that cock sucker?”



I couldn’t lie. “I loved it Tom. I want more.”



“Yeah you loved it. Look, you’re hard again.”



I was. My cock was pointing straight out.



“Can we move this upstairs?”



We went to the bedroom, leaving the porn playing downstairs. Tom told me to get on my back and pull my knees to my chest. I hesitated and gave him a puzzled look.



“Relax,” he said, “I’m not going to fuck your ass.”



He got onto the bed and slithered up me like I would do if I were going to eat out my wife. I felt his tongue flick out against my ass. He flicked my whole with the tip a few more times and then moved up to get his full tongue pressed on my ass. He was rimming me and it felt fantastic!



I hadn’t been rimmed in ages, not since my first serious girlfriend in college. I had rimmed nearly all of my girlfriends since – I loved eating their asses, in fact – but they wouldn’t return the favor.



Tom, however, was a master at it. He was so sloppy, getting my whole soaked. I opened up to him and he was able to slide the tip of his tongue into my whole. He stroked my cock while he did so. After about five minutes, he stopped.



“That felt great!” I complimented him. “Want me to return the favor?”



“Actually, there was something else I wanted to do. Could I rub my cock through your ass crack and shoot on your back? I’ve always wanted to do that and no one will let me.”



“I’m not sure if I’m ready for something like that,” I said.



“I’ll just rub in the crack. I promise I won’t penetrate you.”



“OK,” I said. “As long as that’s it.”



I got onto my hands and knees and lowered my head to the bed to expose my ass a little more. I felt Tom pour some lube into my crack and then I felt his hands on my hips and his hard cock in my crack. It felt great as his cock sawed through my crack. He would pull back until the tip of his cock was at my whole, then would push forward and up so that he wouldn’t penetrate me.



“That feels good. Thanks for letting me do this,” he said. “Can you lay on your stomach? I think your cheeks will get around my cock better that way.”



I laid down and Tom pushed my legs together. He began stroking through my crack again and he was right, my butt held his dick better and tighter in this position.



“Oh, that’s it! That’s how it feels really good!”



I think Tom was enjoying this position both because my crack swallowed his cock a little better, but also because he felt more dominant. I could feel him resting his weight on my body as he humped me. A few thrusts later and I felt him stop on his pull back with his cock head touching my hole.



Tom leaned forward and licked my ear and then whispered in it.



“Don’t ever believe a man with a cock wants to just slide it through your crack and not fuck you. How dumb are you?”



Before I could comprehend what he had said, I felt a searing pain as Tom’s cock penetrated my virgin ass. I tried to squirm, but it was no use with all of Tom’s weight holding me down.



“Oww, fuck!” I yelled. “You promised!”



“Don’t you worry, I have a feeling about you. You’re going to love this in a minute!”



Tom reached under my body and found my cock as he kept working his way into me.



“Look at that,” he said, “you’re still hard. I told you that you’d like this!”



With that, he pushed the rest of his length into me and I could feel his pubes on my cheeks.



The burning sensation in my ass was more than I could have imagined. My asshole was on fire! Tom at least seemed conscious of how this felt. He left the full length inside me and slowly rocked his hips into me, only moving a little bit of his cock in and out of me. As he did this for a few minutes, the burning thankfully subsided.



Tom again whispered in my ear. “I left it in deep to open you up more than if it was shallow. In about a minute you should be used to the size and we’ll really get going.”



About a minute later I felt his hand move off of cock and felt his dick slowly slide out of my ass. He pulled out until just the tip was left. I then heard the snap of a bottle top and felt the cool of more lube being dripped onto my ass. Thank God he was using more lube!



I heard the bottle close and then heard Tom’s voice again. “Now the fun begins!”



Tom placed his hands on the sides of my arms as if he was getting into a push up position and then he pushed half his length into me. He started moving faster than he had before; not “slamming” into me, mind you, but faster nonetheless.



“Oh you’re so tight! Your ass is making me feel so good. Does my cock feel good in your ass? I bet you’re starting to like it by now”



I hated to admit it, but he was right. Once the burning had stopped I did enjoy it. I could feel the veins on his cock sliding across my hole. I could feel the tip of his cock push against my prostate. And my cock sliding against my sheets felt good, too.



“Uh huh,” I muttered. His cock pulled out until just the head was left inside.



“What was that?” he asked. “What did you say?” He pushed the full length back into me.



“I like it. It feels good now,” I admitted.



“You like what? What feels good?” He kept sliding in and out of my ass.



“I like you fucking me! You’re cock feels good in my ass!”



“Then I think you should watch it now.”



Tom pulled out of my ass and told me to turn onto my back. This was my chance. I could fight back now. I could end this!



Instead, I rolled onto my back. I wanted to feel more.



Tom picked up my legs and I helped him turn them up to my chest. My legs spread open and my hips lifted my ass up for easier access. I have had my wife in this very position in this very bed many times before as I prepared to push my own cock into her; now I waited to feel a dick slide into my body.



I stared down my body, past my own dick and watched Tom line his shaft up, felt his spongy head press against my loosened hole and push easily into my ass.



I gasped, “Oh God!”



It felt so good. I looked up at Tom and saw him smile. I then returned my eyes to watching this man fuck my ass.



He was on his shins in front of me and grabbed my ankles for leverage. Tom began sawing in and out of my body. He was now fucking me even harder than before. He moved his shaft almost fully in and out of me with each stroke. My cock was bouncing up and down and slapping against my stomach.



Tom’s cock felt huge inside of my virgin ass and I felt so full. It felt so good!



“Look at you. You’re enjoying this, you little slut!” Tom mocked. “I knew you’d love this.”



“I do! I love this! Your cock feels so good inside of me!”



“So, are we going to do this again?” he asked.



“Fuck yes!” I screamed. “I need you to fuck me more than this!”



“Good. I can’t wait. I’m going to cum soon. I’m going to cum deep inside your ass.”



“No!” I begged. “Don’t cum inside me. You can shoot it on my face and in my mouth.”



“It wasn’t a request,” Tom informed me. “I’m going to breed your virgin ass.”



Tom moved his right hand from my ankle and reached down to jerk me off while he kept fucking me. The feel of his cock in my ass and hand on my dick was so good. I felt my orgasm building fast.



“I’m going to cum,” I told him.



And I did! He stroked me a couple more times and my cock exploded. Tom kept fucking me – hard – and kept stroking me and I kept cumming all over my stomach and chest. Some even landed on my face.



My ass clamping down on his cock much have been too much for Tom as I felt his warm cum fill my hole.



“Fuck yeah,” he said. “I’m cumming in your fucking ass! Take my load you little bitch!”



As much as I hadn’t wanted him to cum inside me, like everything else, it felt so good. Tom stayed there a few minutes as hid cock deflated before taking it out.



“I didn’t want to pull the cum out with me,” he explained. “I want to still feel it inside you when I fuck you again.”



“What? I thought you meant let’s do this again another time?”



“Fuck no!” he said. “I’m fucking you again as soon as I can get hard again.”



“But my wife could be home soon.”



“Then you had better get me hard quickly because I’m not leaving until I shoot another load in your ass.”



Tom moved up my body and put his flaccid cock in my face. I opened up and took him in my mouth trying to get him hard again…

Sex-starved perverts (like you) are constantly looking for something to whet—or maybe even wet—the appetite, and the news, of all things, often supplies a plethora of fare that is salacious, titillating, and prurient in nature, if only in a puerile sense.



It’s easy to find such material. Simply click the “News” tab on your web browser. Which browser you use to browse the ‘web doesn’t really matter; their all in cahoots with one another, offering the the same sick stuff day in and day out. After clicking “News,” simply enter the key word of your choice, maybe from a predetermined list. As a result, you’re sure to attain a lot of results—pages of links to scores or hundreds of associated “news” stories, both hard and soft, which are usually posted when there’s a lack or actual news, to fill web pages with something rather than nothing.



Let me offer just a few examples, to give you an idea as to how to best waste your time.



You can’t go wrong with “boobs.” You will go wrong, however, with “breasts.” The latter term is usually associated with the mammary glands, not titties viewed as boys’ toys, so the stories you’ll access will be the serious, somber, no-nonsense, matter-of-fact junk that only scientists, medical doctors (especially plastic surgeons), and nerds are interest in perusing. “Boobs,” as a key word, on the other hand will deliver a mix of both the serious and the frivolous, including such headlines as these: “Boobies Rock! T-shirt company cashes in on cancer,” “Full federal appeals court hears arguments in ‘I (Heart) Boobies’ bracelet case,” “Moms sue school over ban on ‘boobies’ bracelets,” “Has Orlando Bloom asked Miranda Kerr to cover up her ‘Boobies’?,” “Bigger Boobies’ Hallmark Card For 13-Year-Old Provokes Angry Protests On Twitter,” and “Janelle Evans, star of ‘Teen Mom 2,’ gets breast implants, says they are the ‘perfect size.’”



“Nipples,” as a search term nets these ‘net results: “Forget tattooing—Small Nipples Have Always Been The Platonic Ideal,” “Miranda Kerr’s nipples make an appearance,” “”Beyonce Reveals the Power of the Fake Boob,” “84% of women don’t want to see men’s nipples at office: survey” (which means, of course that 14% do want to see men’s nips at work), “Emma Watson’s Nipples: Cannes Dress a Disaster for ‘Harry Potter’ Star (PHOTOS,” “Woman Has Nipple Bitten Off,” “Women’s nipples as ‘orgasmic’ as G-spot,” “‘Tittooing’ Becomes the Latest Trend for UK Women Who Want Perfect Nipples,” “Smoking Can make Your Nipples Fall Off,” “Kimberly Walsh’s nipples Jump Out at fans during Girls Aloud gig,” and “Britain’s ‘Got Talent’: David Walliams can’t resist tweaking nipples” (sounds like there’s maybe there’s a big time sexual harassment case in the making!).



In doing my own searches for Internet fare that is salacious, titillating, and prurient in nature, if only in a puerile (and rather pathetic, I might add) sense, I generally start topside, with boobs and nipples, and work my way “south,” next entering the country of the Female Pudendum, wherein such terms as “clit,” “labia,” and “pussy” (again, most of the time, slang is better, for searches, than clinical terms, with a few exceptions, such as “labia”). Here are some results: “The labia ‘pride’ movement,” “Unhappy With Your Gross Vagina? Why Not Try The ‘Barbie’?,”What’s in your Vulva?,” “Designer Genitalia: Fad, Benefit, or Mutilation?,” “Women with genital cutting have poorer sex lives,” “International Clitoris Week Is Just Around The Corner” (mark your calendars!); “How I Get Away With masturbating In Public,” “Retraction of the Clitoral Head,” “Snoop Dogg Talks About Being A Pimp: ‘A Lot Of Athletes Bought Pussy From Me’ (DETAILS),” and lots and lots of headlines about Pussy Riot.



Okay, milady also has a backside, so words like “ass,” “butt,” and “anus” (and maybe “anal”) should fetch some fetching (and maybe even some “felching”) results. Here are a few: “Rihanna To Chris Brown—How Could You leave My Ass?,” “Miley Cyrus Bares Her Big Ass (Again) $ Goes Topless in Maxim Shoot,” “10 glaring spelling mistakes that make you look like an ass on the Internet,” “Selena Gomez on Nikki Minaj: ‘Her Ass Is Very Big,’” “Danni Minogue: ‘I used to be called Kylie’s ugly-ass sister,” “Giant Sea Cucumber Eats With Its Anus,” “Sean ‘X-Pac’ Waltman Tears Anus With a Failed Bronco Buster,” “Man Has Light-bulb Surgically Removed From Anus” (don’t try this at home!), “Man undergoes Surgery after Putting Live Eel up his Anus,” “Farrah Abraham Sees Nothing Wrong with Her Fetish for Anal Sex” (neither so we, Farrah!), “Child born without anus still has not received help,” “Man, startled by bottle rocket shot out of anus, sues frat,” “Today I Anal Tattoos: This Woman Has A Butthole Tribute To The Beatles (NSFW),” and “Forced anal penetration of men not rape.”



Searching for “dick” will return mostly men whose names (or nicknames) are “Dick.” (Why would any man in his right mind want to be called “Dick” all his life?) Here are a few examples, before we move on: Dick Evey, Dick Powell, Richard E. “Dick” Allyn, Dick Van Dyke (now, there’s a name; it incorporates a reference to both the penis and to butch lesbians!), Dick Spotswood, Dick Dale, Dick Piney, Dick Trickles (no, we are not making this up!), Richard “Dick” G. Dietsche, Dick Jeradi, and Dick Bowers. (I don’t know about you, but that’s enough “Dicks” for me.)



“Cock” delivers a few better headlines: “Cock: A Sexually Charged Story Without Onstage Sex,” “Fustercluck’s Cock ‘Visible from outer Space[']: See It,” “Brad Pitt Retires Stunt Cock: No More Sex Scenes,” “Cock Bling: Venfield 8 on His Phallic Fashion Statements,” and “Dildo porn cock-up forces Vine to change age rating to 17+” (whatever that means).



“Balls” mostly goes nowhere as a search term, but we did come (cum?) up with “Monkey with blue balls added to top ten new species list.”



And, last if not least, “sperm” and “semen” produced these results: “Zoologger: the tiny insect with massive sperm,” “Air Pollution Could Shrivel Sperm’s DNA,” “”Researchers develop sperm-sorting design that may aid couples undergoing in-vitro fertilization,” “Sperm Trajectories, Evolving Humans And A Tomato Tapestry: The Best Scientific Figures For 2012,” “Stress Can Hamper Your Sperm Count,” “Sperm donation gaining greater acceptance in India,” “Naked mole rats have the world’s ugliest, most sluggish sperm” (who’d have thought?), “Too Much TV Tied To Low Sperm Count in Young Men,” “Female Ulidiid Flies Expel Sperm And Eat It, New Study Shows,” “Stunning 3D Sperm Images Reveal new Motion,” “Semen Cocktails: New Cookbook, ‘Semenology, Provides Recipes, Storage Tips And More,” “Semen Has Anti-aging Benefits? If Heather Locklear Says So,” “Semen Cocktails: The Mixology Of Man Sauce Is A Real Thing,” “Horse semen on the menu at new Zealand food festival,” and “Semen has direct effect on female brain” (female “brain”?).



These are just a few of the many headlines that await the persistent pervert, and they resulted from the use of only a handful (well, a handful, a mouthful, a twatful, and and assful) of key terms. There are many other possibilities, of course, to expand and extend your own Internet searches. (Just imagine what you might come up with if you went “tranny” chasing or conducted a search for “transsexuals”!)



Finally, don’t overlook the list of headlines that Literotica itself provides. At the time I wrote this review, the site of all sites lists the following gems, complete with summaries: “The summer’s best beach reads are page-turners with plenty of sex, sizzle and . . .,” “Newark Archdiocese Leader Resigns Amid Sex Scandal,” “Hagel Calls Sex Assaults in Military a ‘Scourge’,” “Helio Castroneves would give up sex for a year to win the Indy 500,” ” Sex and erotica don’t draw moviegoers anymore,” “‘Open season’ for sex at Alaskan base, military officials say,” ” U-Md.: Curl sex abuse was reported to attorney general’s office,” “Female lawmakers leading push to crack down on military sex crimes,” ” Florida teen rejects plea deal in controversial same-sex case,” and “Wartime sex slaves urge Japan mayor to quit.”

Author’s Note: During this past weekend, I was sick and bedridden. With nothing else to do, I decided to revise this chapter of “EvilKidKneeVeil57″. I did a few changes to the chapter. There are a few subtle changes.



In regards to an ‘Iggy’ story: I am in the process of making up a storyline for this story. Right now, I am in the character development stage. I have the plot-line somewhat figured out. I am still in the process of making up antagonists/villains for this tale. And yes, it is going to be a story that I will post in the ‘Interracial Love’ section of Literotica.



Hopefully, I will have everything in formation by the time summer rolls around.




**************



“WHAT DID YOU BITCHES DO? WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HER? WHAT? WHAT IS IT?”



Kendrick was now standing up. The chair that was he was sitting on was now fifteen feet away and lying on the floor. When Delilah, Georgina, Iris and Joshua refused to answer his question on the first time, he had become angry and tossed the chair. He was now enraged. His fair skin was a dark shade of pink. There was a snarl on his usual jovial face.



He hurled his question at the four people who were sitting across from him. Georgina, Delilah and Joshua held salacious smiles on their faces. Iris, on the other hand, was so shocked from his outburst that her joy was frightened from her body. The mischievous glint was gone from her blue eyes. The healthy flush that was in her face has drained and now she was pale. Her lips formed a frown. Elena and Cody looked confuse about Kendrick’s outburst while Iggy appeared to be amused.



“We decided to have some fun,” stated Georgina, coyly, before taking a bite out of her California roll.



“We decided to knock that ghetto bitch down a few notches,” Delilah attached to her friend’s statement.



Kendrick cut his eyes over to Iris, who looked like she was on the verge of crying. His glaring had an effect on her because she confessed. “We decided to prank Rain. We made up a fake profile on Yahoo! Messenger and pretended to be a guy from California, who’s in the Navy—



“What?” Kendrick murmured. “What… You had taken my…”



There was a thick blanket of heat that covered him as his anger rose to an astronomical level. With the finesse of a charging lion, he strode over to the banquet table, but his journey was halted by Cody who stood in between the table and Kendrick. Cody grabbed his shoulders and stared at Kendrick in his eyes.



With a hostile glow in his eyes, Kendrick stared at Cody. ‘GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!’ his mind screamed.



“All right, buddy, you need to calm down now. Ken—



“No—



“Kendrick, man, you need to calm down,” Cody said in a low tone, so only he and Kendrick could hear. “If you do something to any of them, I don’t put it pass Georgina and Delilah calling the cops on you, man, especially Georgina. You need to calm down, buddy,” instructed Cody.



Cody’s advice had managed to penetrate the dense fog of rage that clouded Kendrick’s spirit. He acknowledged that Cody was right; if he does something to either of the four of them, he would get arrested. He knew that Georgina would absolutely love to see him in handcuffs. Kendrick nodded his head. He saw his friend smile.



“Go outside and hang out on the porch, bro. You need some fresh air,” suggested Cody.



“Yeah, all right,” Kendrick mumbles.



The angry young man gave Cody a glimpse. Then he stared at Georgina and Delilah and he gave each woman a grimace. He made a few steps backwards and then turned away from his friend. For Cody, he believed that Kendrick was reluctant to leave the dining room. He watched Kendrick make an exit out of the room. Cody glared at his friend’s retreating back as he walked out of the room. He continued to stare at the dining room’s entrance for an additional minute before he turned away.



“Un-fucking-believable,” groaned Cody as he sits back down, once he was sure that Kendrick was gone. He felt pity for his best friend, but he really felt empathy towards Rain. He eyed at the four individuals who were sitting on the other side of the long, rectangle-shaped table. “So, you were the one who she was talking to…” Cody let out a gust of air out of his nose as he shook his head, as a sign of disgust. “… You guys are a real piece of work, do you know that?” Cody said to the four of them, before getting up and leaving the dining room.



Elena stared at her boyfriend’s retreating form. She let out her own sigh and her shoulders slumped as she was weighed down with sadness. She glanced over at the four individuals who were responsible. Elena had risen up from her chair.



“I hope you guys have enjoyed yourselves. When Rain comes back, you know that she is going to be on a warpath, right?” Elena notified them.



Delilah and Joshua looked amused by Elena’s scolding. Georgina had an expression of annoyance on her face. Iris appeared to be the only person who understood the impending consequences.



“Hey Lucky Charms, why don’t you go and check up on your boyfriend? He’s probably crying in the kitchen,” Delilah stated. Joshua laughed at her remark.



Elena gave her a scolding look for a moment. Then she left the dining room. Now there were five individuals sitting in the dining room. The room was quiet for a few minutes before Iggy made some noise. Iggy stood up from his chair and casually strolled over to other side of the room, to the fully-stocked bar. He fixed himself a drink. Delilah, Georgina, Joshua and Iris watched him.



“So, what do you think, Iggy? Are you sitting on your high horse tonight and looking down on us too?” Delilah asked.



Iggy leaned against the bar and gazed at Delilah. He sampled some of his bourbon from his glass. His bright green eyes seem to have sparkle with a glint.



“Do I think you’re evil? No, I don’t. I know there a lot more people in this world who have done despicable things that are worst,” he stated as he stirred the drink in his glass. “But, I will say that I don’t understand why you would do such a thing, especially ever since you’re staying in the same house with the person that you have pissed off. You four…” He pointed at the four of them. “… Was playing a very dangerous game by fucking and playing with someone’s emotions and their mental state. I hope that you are ready for the consequences.”



*******



Mental images of EvilKidKneeVeil lying in the middle of an abandoned road with his body mangled, mutilated or burned beyond recognition filled Rain’s mind as she patron the swanky restaurant. She was worried about her boyfriend. He didn’t answer to any of the text messages that she’s sent or responded to the voicemail messages that she had sent him. She was worried that he was hurt and was residing in a nearby hospital.



She grabbed her cell phone off of the table. She dialed up his number. His phone made five rings before his automated voicemail service disconnected the call. After the automated voice ended with the greeting, there was a beep, which began the recording process.



“Hey Kid, its Rain. I’m at the…” She paused in her speech to inhale and exhale. She resumed speaking. “… I’m at Elk, the place where we promised to meet up. Listen, I don’t care…” Her voice began to waver, the tell-tale sign that her stoic resolve was cracking. “… About how late that you are right now. I would really like to hear your voice right now. Right now, I am worried about you and I don’t know…” She had taken a swallow and two fat tears dripped down her cheeks simultaneously. “If you’re hurt or not, but can you please give me a call back? Please?”



She ended the call. With her trembling hand, she placed the phone back on the table. She wiped her cheeks dry by using the back of her hands. Once calmed and in order, Rain surveyed the dining area of the restaurant. She briefly glanced at the fellow guests. She concluded that majority of the diners were either married couples or people who were on dates. Each couple appeared to be in love. She managed to catch the eye of another woman. Her date/significant other had just left the table. She gave Rain a ‘hang in there’ expression of pity.



Two hours, three stouts of Guinness and a barely eaten meal later, Rain wasn’t worried anymore. EvilKidKneeVeil57 hasn’t called her. He didn’t even send her a text message. She checked the call log feature on her cell phone, so she could count how many times she called him. When she read that she called his telephone number thirty-eight times, suddenly she had gone from worried to now being irritated.



“Here’s your bill, ma’am,” the server announced while handing the bill.



“Thank you,” Rain said to the waiter as she accepted the billfold. The waiter walked away from the table. She placed the billfold on the table. She picked her clutch purse and proceeded to search through the bag, for her wallet.



“Excuse me, ma’am. I have a letter for you.”



Rain glanced up from her lap and saw another server standing in front of her. Her eyes drifted down to his hands. She saw that he held a red envelope.



“Ma’am, I have this letter for you. It was dropped off, a few hours ago,” the server informed her.



Rain accepted the letter. She placed the envelope on the table. Then she thanked the waiter. She watched the server walk away from the table. Once he was out of her line of sight, she resumed looking for her wallet. She found her wallet and produced her American Express credit card. She inserted her card into the billfold. She searched out her assigned waiter and handed the billfold to the employee. Once she was alone, she grabbed the red envelope. She held the envelope in her hand for a moment. She wondered about the message that the crimson envelope held. She wondered if this was a ‘Dear John’ letter. The sense of dread caused her sense of hope and optimism to rot away, when she thought that EvilKidKneeVeil57 was dumping her, via handwritten note.



Curiosity had gotten the best of her and she unwrap the envelope. There was a postcard inside. On one side of the card, there was a short message that was typed. Rain read the short message.



‘Wait, what-the-fuck did I just read?’ her mind uttered in disbelief. ‘Wait—



She blinked once and then she re-read the letter.



As she read the words again, there was a shortness of breath; her heart felt like it sank down into her stomach and her eyes stung with tears. She wasn’t sad. She was enraged.



‘That fucking bitch!’



****



Kendrick sat on the veranda that was a part of the second floor of the mansion. He was nursing on a bottle of Heineken. He was sitting outside for close to half an hour. The freezing winds that flown down from the mountains made Kendrick think twice about sitting outside. Frost was nipping at the bare flesh that was on his arms and on his exposed ribs, due to wearing a strategically torn-up shirt. Despite being exposed to the cold weather, he preferred to sit outside than to lounge inside of the warm house. He wanted to stay further away from Georgina, Delilah, Iris and Joshua as long as possible.



He was enraged, once he learned about the digital identity theft that occurred. The feeling of rage was an emotion that he had never experienced before. It was such a strong and frightening experience. Being that hindsight was 20/20; Kendrick realized that he was so angry because he felt violated by them. They have invaded a small, but important, segment of his life and fucked with it, just because it was amusing for them.



“How do you feel, man?”



Kendrick glanced over at the screen door and saw Iggy standing in front of the doorway. Kendrick had taken a long drag off of his bottle of beer. He held the green-colored, glass bottle in front of his face. “I honestly feel like taking this bottle and cracking this motherfucker over their got-damned heads.”



“Mmm,” Iggy hummed. He strolled over to the unoccupied chair that was next to Kendrick and sat. “I think they would enjoy that, especially Joshua.”



Kendrick let out a throaty laugh, which sounded like a growl.



“Why in the fuck did we listen to Cody and invited those gutter-sluts?” inquired Kendrick.



“Because of a few reasons,” stated Iggy. “Number one reason, Cody is pussy-whipped. He invited his girlfriend, who didn’t want to hang out with us fellas, especially with the Wild Boy. So he decided that she needed to have some pussy-bearing pals to keep her company, so he convinces us to invite Georgina, which brings me to reason number two. Number two, you knew that Georgina was not going to come on this trip without her flunkies and that brings us to the final reason. Reason number three, you knew that if Iris was going to come on the trip then she would’ve brought Rain on this trip as well. And I’m sure that you would’ve used this time to reveal your big secret to her and then use that king-sized bed of yours to unload—



“I get it, man! I don’t need for you to explain any further,” Kendrick laughed.



“Before all of this shit happened, I was expecting for you to confess to Rain, bro. I thought you were going to tell her that you are her digital buddy and for that bed of yours to be broken—



“Oh God,” Kendrick groaned, feeling a little bit mortified.



“What?” Iggy said to him, sounding confused about his friend’s reaction.



“What, what, Iggy?”



“I am referring to your reaction, man” Iggy explained. “Every time I mention you having sex with Rain, you start acting like you’re a fucking virgin and shit!”



“No, I’m not,” stated Kendrick.



“Yes, you are, dude!” Iggy chuckled. “So, how long as it been, Ken?”



“I’m not telling you—



“You see what I mean?” Iggy said to him. “There you go with that ‘virgin bullshit’. How long have we been friends? Have I ever judged you? Or, have I ever made fun of you about anything?”



“No,” answered Kendrick.



“So, how long has it been since you’ve gotten that wick of yours wet?”



Kendrick let out a deep breath. He watched the expired oxygen condense and then disappear, before he answered his best friend’s inquiry. “Close to six years—



“WHAT?” Iggy said to him, feeling truly astonished.



“Man, shut up—



“I’m not judging you, bro. It’s just…” Iggy shook his head. “…shocking for me. Six years,” Iggy said as he settled back in his chair. His lips let out a whistle. A blanket of silence had fallen upon them and they enjoyed it. “I feel sorry for your nut-sack though—



“Iggy, shut up.”



“I advise you to double-bag it, when you finally hit it though. I think one condom is not going to cut it. You’re probably so back up that you might end up breaking through the plastic and impregnating her—



“Ugh, don’t you ever shut up?” Kendrick groaned. Iggy laughed. There was another moment of silence. “I wouldn’t mind having babies with her,” he confessed.



“Oh my God, you’re in love with her. Are you in love with Rain, man? You are, aren’t you?”



There was a five-second interlude of silence from Kendrick’s behalf. “Yes, yes, I am.”



Iggy chuckled after hearing Kendrick’s declaration. “Knowing you and your love-struck ass, you probably have gone ring shopping—



Iggy noticed that Kendrick had a weird, but familiar expression of his face. “HOLY SHIT… Did you go ring shopping?” Iggy noticed Kendrick bite into his bottom lip and then glance away from him. Iggy thought his heart had skipped a beat from shock. “Did you buy her an engagement ring, man?



“You wouldn’t understand—



Iggy shot out of his seat. “OH MY GOD, YOU DID BUY HER AN ENGAGEMENT RING! Have you lost–?



Kendrick glared at his best friend. He believed that Iggy was behaving over-dramatic. “You don’t understand, Iggy and you probably never will, man!” Kendrick groaned.



Iggy glared at his friend and noticed how serious Kendrick was. He had known Kendrick since they were students in Kindergarten, so he knew his friend well enough. He knew that Kendrick must’ve thought long about his choice and he would need all of the support that he can receive. So, he was going to give Kendrick all of the spiritual support that he needed. Iggy sat back down in his chair. “Well, I hope that you’re aware that you’re going to have to work to get into her good graces.”



“Yeah, I know.”



The reverie between the two of them was suddenly disrupted by the sudden burst of abrasive sounds of car tires rubbing against asphalt. The sounds were near the house, so Iggy and Kendrick peered over the bannister of the veranda. A dark-colored, 1967 Camaro SS drove into the circular driveway that was in front of the house. The car had come to a sudden halt. The engine roared a ferocious cry for a few seconds before it was quieted down. A few seconds later, a woman exited the car. Iggy and Kendrick watched the curvaceous woman walk away from her vehicle and to the front door of the mansion. A few seconds later, there was the familiar loud noise of the front door slamming shut.



“Oh damn,” Iggy murmured.



“Oh damn is right,” Kendrick whispered.



**********



“Dear Worthless Piece of Ghetto Poor Trash,



If you haven’t figured it out yet, EvilKidKneeVeil57 isn’t coming. In fact, he doesn’t exist. Delilah, Iris, Josh and I thought it would be hilarious to make up a fake profile of a guy and see how much we could get away with. I can’t believe that you actually believe that a hot guy was attracted to you! Oh my God, LOL! Do you actually expect for a man to want you? Oh my God, you’re so boring! All of your small talk about comic books, movies, about your stupid broken arm, your cats and about food is stupid. No man wants to know about that! You’re ugly and the only way you can get a man is by sucking dick and you might not be good at that. You’re a freak of nature! Me, Delilah, Josh and Iris have been laughing our asses off with your stupid messages. You’re pathetic.”



Rain had memorized that letter verbatim. She recited the letter as she drove her car from the restaurant, back to the mansion. Her rage had consumed her as she drove. She welcomed the negative, violent-prone emotion. It was the most welcomed emotion than the sorrow that was hiding in the shadows.



Rain was consumed with anger that she didn’t notice Iggy and Kendrick standing on the stairs. She was focused on her main objective, which was finding Georgina and wringing her neck until her life faded. She kicked off her shoes, so they wouldn’t get in her way. She stood in the foyer, barefoot. She listened for any sounds of life. She received her answer when she heard the loud, raucous laughter that came from the dining room. She made a few steps.



“RAIN!”



She glanced up at the staircase. Iggy and Kendrick were standing there and were staring at her, as if they were anticipating her next move. She gave them a stare that was startling and then she left the foyer, in a sprint.



‘Oh shit,’ Kendrick thought.



A few seconds later, there was a loud scream that was from the dining room.



“Awww shit!” he groaned.



Iggy and he had run down the rest of the stairs, out of the foyer, down the corridor and into the dining room. Kendrick was greeted by chaos that unfolded like a flower in full bloom. They found Cody and Joshua restraining Rain down to the hardwood floor. She was writhing, struggling and screaming insults into the air. Kendrick looked for Georgina. He found her standing in a corner of the room. Her nose and mouth was bloodied. She held on her left wrist and was shouting her insults at Rain. Delilah and Iris were standing in front of her. Elena was kneeling beside Rain’s head. She was trying to comfort her.



“Go on and get your girl,” Iggy suggested. “I’ll deal with the Bitches of Eastwick.”



Kendrick ran up to Rain and company. He had shoo’ed Joshua away and quickly grabbed Rain’s hands in a tight grip.



“LET ME GO, YOU FUCKS!” Rain screamed at both Cody and Kendrick. Both Kendrick and Cody stared at each other with a look of surprise. Cody glanced down at Rain.

“I would like to release you, love, but I’m sorry that I can’t. I would like to live another day,” joked Cody. In response, Rain screamed a profanity-laced rant at him.



“We need to get her to her bedroom,” Kendrick instructed.



“All right, on the count of three, we’ll lift her up,” Cody suggested.



Both men made sure that they had a great grip on her curvy form.



“One. Two. Three,” Cody chanted, before they lifted her up.



Both men carried her out of the dining room, away from the chaos. Elena followed the trio. With a struggling and screaming Rain in their arms, Cody and Kendrick carried her to her bedroom. Kendrick instructed Elena to take the skeleton key out of the keyhole that was on the interior side of the bedroom door. Kendrick and Cody deposited Rain onto her mattress. Cody held onto her ankles while Kendrick held onto her wrists.



“Elena, wait outside for us,” Cody instructed. She nodded her head and walked out of the bedroom. Cody looked at his friend. “All right, just like before, on the count of three.”



Kendrick nodded his head. “All right, on the count of three, we’ll let her go.”



“All right, here we go,” Cody started out. “One, two—



Both Cody and Kendrick let go of her limbs. Both men ran out of the bedroom, before Rain could even grasp what had just happened. Kendrick closed the door behind him. Cody snatched the skeleton key out of his girlfriend’s hands and handed the key to his friend. Kendrick placed the key into the hole and quickly locked the door. A second later, the door was shaken in its frame. The action had made Kendrick and Cody flinch.



“LET ME OUT OF HERE!” Rain roared at the door. Then there was a barrage of pounds against the door. “CODY! LET ME OUT OF HERE!”



“Let’s go downstairs, bro and survey the damage. She needs to cool down a bit,” Cody suggested.



He grabbed his girlfriend’s hand and guided her to the staircase. Kendrick stared at the door once more and listened to Rain’s protests.



‘Yeah, I definitely have a fight on my hands,’ was the statement that entered his mind as he stared at the door. He watched Rain caused the door tremble in the frame. He remembered feeling the anger that radiated off of her body. An icy, cold foreign energy poured down Kendrick’s spine and it caused him to shiver.



Rain knew that they were standing on the other side of the door. She could hear them talking to each other. She tried to open the door again, but just like the first time, the door wouldn’t open.



“LET ME OUT OF HERE!” she screamed at the thick, solid oak door.



She kicked the door with her right bare foot.



“CODY!” She kicked the door again. But, unlike the first act, she ended up injuring her toes during the second act. “Ow” she groaned, before stepping away from the door and sitting on the floor. She cradled her injured appendage in her hands. As her fingers massaged away the pain in her toes, her rage dissipated and her sorrow was gradually revealed.



With a shrill that sliced through the air, she gave into her sorrow.



****



“I really fucking hope that you’re fucking enjoying yourself!” Kendrick stated, as he paced back and forth in the dining room.



“Oh boo-fucking-hoo,” Georgina muttered as she wiped blood from her nostrils and stared at her reflection from a compact mirror. “You should be upset that your sister was just attacked!”



Kendrick glimpsed at his sister. “Do me a favor, Georgina, by shutting the fuck up!”



An half of an hour has passed; Kendrick, Iggy, Georgina, Joshua, Delilah and Cody were in the dining room. Elena and Iris had gone upstairs to the second level of the mansion, to Rain’s bedroom, to see how she was doing. Kendrick paced while his friends and his sister sat at the dining table.



“Your sister and us had done you a favor. You should be thanking us,” Joshua advised Kendrick.



The pacing form had come to a halt. Kendrick glared at the young man who sat a few feet away from him.



Joshua was another one Georgina’s flunkies that hung around his sister in hopes of getting a taste of a rich person’s lifestyle. Kendrick did not like him at all. Joshua was too much of a ‘bottom-feeder’ and too rude for his liking, especially now. Kendrick glared at this small, juvenile-looking man who was wearing an outfit that was not appropriate for a skiing trip: a pair of high-waist women’s trousers, a pair of black boots with a kitten heel and a gaudy silk blouse. He was haphazardly waving a paper fan.



“You really avoided the bullet by not dating that one. She… Aaah!”



“Kendrick!” Cody shouted as he slipped out of his chair.



Joshua let out a squeal as his body was violently lifted out of his chair. Kendrick grabbed the smaller man by the collar of his plum-colored, extravagant blouse and lifted him, as if he weighed less than a feather. Kendrick entered Joshua’s personal space.



“Listen, you little shit, if you open your mouth one more time, I will shove that got-damned fan down your throat! Do you understand me?” Kendrick growled. Joshua, feeling petrified, nodded his head frantically. “I don’t want any one of you freeloading fucks here, so my advice to you is shut the fuck up and be grateful—



“Don’t talk to my guests like that,” demanded Georgina. “This is our house and they have every right to be—



“Wrong, this is my house!” screamed Kendrick. He tossed the smaller man towards the chair that he was previously sitting in. “… In case you have forgotten, big sister let me remind you: this house belongs to me! This house was a gift from our parents, to me, for not following in your footsteps and being a fucked up!”



Georgina fumed. “How can I forget? You’re the golden child, according to Mama and Daddy! You’ve never done anything wrong! You’re the smart one who graduated earlier! You’re the one who did the charity work in the Philippines and in Africa! You’re the good child! They always gave you everything—



Kendrick walked over to the edge of the dining table. He glowered at his sister. “Leave your ‘I’m a slighted child’ bullshit of an excuse at home, Georgina! Your problem is that you’re a lazy bitch! You prefer to have someone take care of you rather than to take care of your-damn-self! As soon as I was able to live on my own, I was out of mom and dad’s house! I have done something that I was supposed to do because I am a fucking adult! So, they decided to give me stuff in return. I didn’t want their money! I knew that I could make a living by owning property, so I asked for property! This house is in my name! As well as the Brooklyn townhouse, the condo in Manhattan and the co-op apartment in Queens! All of those properties belong to me, including the apartment that you’re living in now! Or should I say, was living in,” he said cruelly.



He watched Georgina’s eyes widen and her jaw grown slack from shock.



“You… You can’t be serious?” she said to him.



She glanced over at Delilah and Joshua who also appeared to be shock from hearing the news. Joshua and Delilah were dismayed, due to the fact that they are also living in the same townhouse. Unbeknownst to them, Kendrick was the owner of the property, a bit of information that Georgina has omitted from them.



Kendrick gave her a snarl and sat in a chair. “I am as serious as a heart attack. What did you expect, Georgina, to happen after this night? You thought that everything was going to be okay between you and me?”



“I am your sister—



“Funny, you could’ve fooled me,” Kendrick said with a smirk on his face.



Georgina stood up from her chair and walked over to the other side of the table. She stood next to her brother and then kneeled to the floor, beside his chair. She grasped onto his hand. Kendrick pulled his hand from out of her grasp.



“Ken—



“Save the crocodile tears for somebody else, Georgina. After we leave here, you need to pack up your shit once we arrive home. You’re getting the hell up out of my home. You have better luck asking mom and dad for a place to stay. Or better yet, ask one of your dear ole’ friends for help.” He watched Georgina’s face change from being in despair to growing into distain.



“Fine,” she sniped at him, with a snarl on her lips. She stood up to her feet and walked away from her brother. She proceeded to walk out of the room, when Joshua was about to follow her. “LEAVE ME ALONE!” she screamed.



Kendrick let out a sigh and then placed his face inside of his right hand. He groaned.



“Here’s a suggestion,” Iggy introduced. He stood up from his seat and walked to the center of the room. “I have a friend who runs the marketing for the Glace club. We managed to bump into each other today. She said that we should visit the club tonight and she will hook us up with the VIP. I think we should go. It would be a great way to cap off tonight… festivities.”



“I think that would be an excellent idea,” Delilah commented.



“I think it would be a great idea to get out and have some fun,” Cody agreed. “So, are you going out tonight?” he asked Kendrick.



“No, I am going to stay here tonight, bro,” answered Kendrick.



“I don’t know why you even bothered to ask him about whether he was going. You know who is going to be here while we’re gone,” stated Iggy with a sly smile.



Despite recently having an argument with his sister and feeling enraged, he found some joy from Iggy’s statement. Kendrick let out a smile. He ran his right hand through his short brown hair.



“No, it is not because of her. I am staying home because I am tired. I am stressed. I don’t want to be around my cunt of a sister and my arm is hurting like a motherfucker,” he informed Iggy. Kendrick stared down at the white, plastered cast that was wrapped around the left forearm.



****



Rain’s body felt like she had just finished running the Boston Marathon. Her lungs burned as a plea to properly obtain some oxygen. Her heart was beating rapidly. Her pulse was racing. There were copious amounts of adrenaline and endorphins surging through her body. She was walked briskly around her assigned bedroom, searching for any of her belongings. Whatever item she found, she tossed onto her bed. Rain was packing her items into her two suitcases. She wasn’t neat and organized. She wanted to leave this mansion as quickly as possible. She was deeply focused in her process of packing that she didn’t hear Iris and Elena enter the bedroom.



“Rain, what you are doing?” inquired Iris, with confusion, surprise and disbelief evident in her voice.



She didn’t receive an answer to her question, instead she heard a whimper. Suddenly, Rain came to a halt. She was standing at the side of the bed, in front of an opened suitcase and with her back facing the women. Her mind replayed the night she “met” EvilKidKneeVeil57, some snippets of their good times, snippets of the romantic fantasies that she formed and her thoughts led her to the event of embarrassment that she felt. The fragile restraint that she quickly developed after her first emotional outburst faltered. She began to cry.



Elena saw when Rain’s shoulders slumped forward, her head bow and then when her body trembled. The audible cries soon followed. At the first note of her cries, Elena felt immense sadness. She had the experience of having her heart broke by a lover, so she knew how Rain felt. Seeing Rain upset and fragile, made her felt some of those physical manifestations again. She felt like her heart sank into the pit of her stomach. Elena walked over to Rain and pulled the woman into her arms for a loving embrace. She felt Rain’s larger form alter from being rigid and tense to loose, as soon as Elena’s embrace tightened. With tears forming in her own eyes, Elena consoled Rain.



“It’s okay Rain. Let it out honey. It’s going to be okay sweetie…”



“We’re…” Iggy started out saying as he strolled into Rain’s bedroom.



Once he caught on that he walked into a tense, emotional moment, he paused in his speech. He took note of the disorganized bedroom: the floor was littered with clothes and luggage, the mattress was covered with clothes. His eyes scanned over to Iris who stood next to him, by the doorway. Then he stared at the two women who were in an embrace. Elena held Rain in a hug while rubbing her back and whispering into her head. Rain’s head was resting on Elena’s shoulder. He heard the cries and sobs leave out of her. There was a twinge of guilt and sadness pinching at him. He quickly ignored the feelings. He let out a cough.



“We’re going out to Glace tonight. If you want to go, I suggest that you get ready now.”



“Okay, Iggy,” Iris said to him, softly and morosely.



Iggy gave Elena and Rain a parting glance before leaving the bedroom. Iris stood by the door for a moment before she walked up to the two women. She stood behind Rain’s trembling form and placed a hand on her shoulder, as an act of affection.



“Rain, I’m sorry if we hurt your feelings. We thought that it was going to be funny and thought—



“My broken arm,” murmured Rain into Elena’s shoulder.



The statement was spoken in a soft tone of voice. Her voice was raw with the emotion of hurt. Rain lifted her head off of Elena’s shoulder. She let out a shaky breath and a sniff. She took a step away from the woman. She turned to face Iris.



“In that letter, the one…” Rain wiped away her tears. Then, she sniffed again and wiped at her nose. Her slightly red, puffy eyes stared intently at Iris. “… that I thought Georgina wrote, she mentioned something about my broken arm. Georgina never knew about my broken arm. It happened when I was four years old and I met Georgina when I was eight. I know for a fact that Delilah and Joshua wouldn’t know about my arm and I’ve never mentioned to EvilKidKneeVeil about my broken arm…” Rain had taken a step away from Elena, which happened to be one step closer to Iris. “…It was you who wrote that letter, didn’t you?”



Rain stared into the face of the ruby-haired beauty. She detected the flush in the woman’s face and elegant, long neck. Her dark blue eyes were wide with shock. Rain could see her fear and feel it radiating off of her.



“Yes, but like I said before, we thought that it would be funny—



“FOR WHO?” roared Rain, who was now glaring at Iris, with her dark brown eyes wide and full of ferocity, and her nostrils flaring. Both Elena and Iris flinched at the sudden outburst. She was enraged. “DO I LOOK LIKE I FIND THIS SHIT FUNNY?”



“No, but—



Elena touched Rain’s shoulder. “Rain, honey—



Rain jerked her shoulder out of Elena’s clutch. “WHY IRIS? WHY DID YOU DO SOMETHING SO GOT-DAMNED MEAN—



“Rain, it was meant to be a joke—



“YOU CREATED A FAKE PROFILE OF A MAN AND I ENDED UP FALLING IN LOVE WITH HIM! WHAT KIND OF FUCKING JOKE IS THAT?” Rain shouted as she stood in front of Iris.



The petite woman was so afraid that she was afraid to breathe properly. Iris was breathing in the form of choppy pants.



“Rain?” said Elena, with her voice saturated with concern.



“Georgina and Delilah—



“OH SHUT THE HELL UP ABOUT THOSE BITCHES! YOU’RE LIKE THEIR PERSONAL LAPDOG! WHEN THEY TELL YOU TO FETCH, YOU DO IT WITHOUT A PROBLEM! YOU’RE FUCKING PATHETIC!”



There was a few seconds of silence between the two of them.



“Oh, like you’re special, huh?” Iris said to her, with a sudden burst of feistiness.



Rain glared at Iris. She stared at her blue eyes and saw the fear shining fiercely in them. A small smile appeared on Rain’s lips as she acknowledged this outburst was Iris’ false sense of bravado. She knew that if push comes to shove, Iris wouldn’t even throw a punch at her. She knew that this waif of a girl would cower in a corner.



“You’re nothing! You’re a bum! You are nothing but a grease-monkey bum! The only reason why you even have money is because your dad left you an inheritance after he died and your mom was one of those World Trade Center people—



Rain suddenly invaded Iris’ personal space. With the tips of their noses occasionally touching, Rain spoke.



“Don’t you ever say anything about my parents again or I swear to God that I will punch you dead right in your mouth. Do you understand me?” Rain instructed, with her voice soft and calm.



Iris’ cowardliness came to the forefront. She shook her head and murmured an ‘okay’. Rain took a step back and stared at the woman.



“Let me tell you something about your owners, you fucking lackey! I think you need to know this shit!”



Rain strolled over to the edge of the king-sized sleigh bed and she sat down on the mattress. She glared at her Iris.



“Georgina doesn’t have a pot to piss in or the window to throw it out of…” she informed Iris. “… Mr. and Mrs. Moppet were so tired of her constant fuckups that she was disinherited and her parents financially cut her off. Right now, the townhouse that she is living in belongs to her brother. And the money that she have all of the time; the money that you, Delilah and Joshua have no problem spending? It’s an allowance that she is set up with by her grandmother. As for her pet monkey Delilah, she’s a free-loader just like you. All she is looking for is a wealthy, sugar daddy to take care of her for the rest of her got-damned life. And for her, it doesn’t matter if the man is married or not! For years, she’s been trying to throw her wretched pussy off to any man that has a pulse and an AMEX card: Iggy, Cody, Wild Boy…” Rain gazed at Iris, to see her reaction.



Iris’ eyes were wide and her mouth formed an ‘o’ at hearing the news.



“…several boys at our school, some faculty members, Mr. Moppet. Trust me, I know all about her! I can’t blame her because she has gotten it honestly. I heard her mama is a hoe as well. My advice to you, Iris: Get a life and follow your own path because our high school years are over! They have been over for the past five years!”



Rain had taken a deep breath. She rose from the bed and turned her back to Iris. She walked over to her suitcase and then proceeded to pack again.



“You can get the fuck out of my room now,” she said, without glancing over her shoulder. A few seconds later, Rain heard Iris trot out of her bedroom and more likely, out of her life.



Both Elena and Rain listened to Iris’ footsteps as she ran out of the bedroom and then as she ran down the corridor. Then they were greeted with the sound of a door slamming. “Rain, will you be all right, love?” asked Elena, after a moment of silence. “I could stay with you for a while as you pack.”



“No, it’s all right. I will be fine, Elena. I know that I will be fine because I have no choice,” she somberly giggled. “I managed to survive both of my parents’ deaths, as well as, my grandparents’ deaths, so this should be a breeze to get by,” Rain informed her. There was a mirthless laugh. Rain continued to fold up her shirts and blouses.



“Are you sure that you want me to go?” inquired Elena.



“No, you can go, Elena. I will be all right,” she informed the Irish beauty.



“Are you–?”



“Yes,” Rain stated. She stopped packing so she could stare at Elena. “I will be all right. I am going to be fine. Now, go ahead and get ready for your night out.”



“Okay,” murmured Elena. The smaller woman silently requested for a hug from Rain. The taller woman complied with the request and gave her a hug. “Oh, I am so sorry, Rain. I am so, so, so, so sorry, honey.”



“Thank you,” Rain whimpered into Elena’s ear.



“I wish you a safe travel,” commented Elena.



“Thank you.”



The two women parted from each other. Elena saw Rain’s tear soaked face and she wanted to break down into a blubbering mess too. She watched Rain wipe her face with her hands. Then she threw Elena a broad, toothy grin.



“Now, I am feeling better,” announced Rain. “So, how do I look?”



Elena stared at Rain’s face. Despite having the skin tone that is similar to a walnut shell, Elena saw the burgundy-colored flush that was splattered on her face. The dark, sensual-looking eye make-up was now ruined. The dark, onyx-hued coloring was smeared around her eyelids and cheeks. The lip gloss that was coating her wide, fat lips was now smearing her chin and the cleft that was above her top lip. The set of false eyelashes that she was wearing was the only feature that was intact.

“You look beautiful, Rain” answered Elena.



Rain giggled. “You’re a shitty liar, Elena.”



The two young women laughed.



“I’m sure that me and a raccoon could share make-up tips,” countered Rain.



The laughter died down and the room was filled with tension and silence. “I am going to head off,” Elena said to her as she pointed to the bedroom’s doorway with her right thumb. “Once again, I wish you a safe travel as you drive back home.”



Rain gave the woman a grin and then a head nod. “Thank you, Elena.”



Elena walked away from her position and she walked towards the doorway. Before she could walk through the threshold, she came to a halt. She turned around and stared at Rain. She noticed that Rain had gone back to the process of packing. Elena stared at Rain. While she viewed the heart-broken and forlorn woman, Elena marveled at the strength that emitting off of the woman. She believed Rain, when she proclaimed that she was going to be all right.



It was here, at the mansion, where she met Rain Hadley for the first time. Based off viewing the woman’s body language, she knew that Rain was a self-assured woman yet she possessed insecurities. After having one conversation with her, Elena thought Rain was an awesome woman who possessed the maturity and wisdom similar to an older woman, a cool older woman. Elena enjoyed being in the same company of Rain. She preferred her company than hanging out with Georgina and her company. She was going to miss having the auto-body mechanic around.



‘I’m not going out tonight. I am going to be here so I could send her off properly,’ Elena concluded.



She had taken a few steps in the direction of where Rain stood. Then she bent at her waist, so she could reach for a few items that were on the floor. She gathered items off of the floor, brought them over to the mattress and proceeded to fold them.



Kendrick was still in the dining room, when he heard Rain screaming. He leapt from out of his chair, ran out of the dining room and into the corridor. He ran into the foyer and climb up the staircase in marvelous speed. He made it into the second-level corridor before he had come to a halt. He saw that his friends were standing in the same corridor and were eavesdropping. He listened to the argument as well.



He listened to his Rain stand up for herself and give Iris a piece of her mind. When he heard her declaration of love for him, a smile formed and his heart pound rapidly. As she informed Iris about her friends’ indiscretions, his eyes glanced at the subjects. His sister fumed and stood there with her arms folded across her chest. Delilah appeared cocky and arrogant at first, but when Rain mentioned the list of her failed attempts of seduction, her face blanched. Then, once Mr. Moppet’s name was spoken, a look of embarrassment and mortification arose. She slowly backed into her bedroom and gently closed the door. Then he listened to the sage advice that she had given to the naïve follower. By then, the mob in the hallway had dispersed and left Kendrick in the hallway by his lonesome. Kendrick walked towards the end of the hallway, in the direction of Rain’s bedroom. He was a few inches away from the doorway, when Iris bumped into him. She glanced up at his face. He saw that her face was dewy with tears.



“Excuse me,” she whimpered. She shifted out of his personal space and proceeded to go to her room.



Kendrick stared at Iris’ retreating form as she traveled down the corridor. He shook his head with pity. He was aware of the school-age crush that she harbored for him. When he was younger, he thought her crush was flattering. He was sure that he would’ve made a play for her, if he thought that she was attractive. He thought she wasn’t ugly, she was cute, but she wasn’t his type. For one, he loved a ‘lone wolf-take charge-alpha’ type of woman. Iris wasn’t one of those women. Then there’s the fact that he loved a woman whose body held curves, felt soft and she was thick. He knew a woman that fitted the bill and right now he was standing in the doorway of her bedroom.



Kendrick stood in the doorway of Rain’s bedroom. He was not pleased at seeing Rain packing up her belongings and preparing to leave the mansion. He was gazing at her. He watched her as she packed her belongings into two suitcases while she chatted with Elena. Her back was facing him. He used this time to observe her curvy frame for the first time, ever since it was hectic earlier. He thought that she possessed the perfect ‘hourglass’ shape. The concept of having her body positioned at the edge of her bed, legs opened and her body writhing in ecstasy as he plowed his cock into her, flooded his mind’s eye. He felt his member stir awake in his sweatpants. He adjusted himself. Elena glanced over at him. He watched Rain turn around to see the person who was standing in the doorway. Her dark brown, almond-shaped eyes had become smaller in size as she glared at him with animosity.



‘Shit,’ his mind muttered.



“Wild Boy…” His eyes darted over to Elena. “… How are you feeling tonight, dear? How is your arm feeling?”



“It’s feeling all right,” Kendrick reported. He glanced at Rain. “How are you feeling?”



“Peachy,” Rain spoke through clenched teeth, as she turned back around.



She grabbed a few items off of the bed. She gave Elena a glimpse and then she walked away from the woman. She ended up entering the bathroom that was a part of the suite. She slammed the door shut. Both individuals flinched at the harsh sound of the door slamming.



“Are you going out with the gang tonight?” asked Kendrick while staring at the bathroom’s door.



“No,” she answered in a whisper. Elena faced him. “I don’t want to leave her alone. I don’t want her to think that no one here likes her.”



‘No,’ his mind growled. ‘I have to be alone with her tonight.’ Kendrick sighed. “Elena, go out tonight—



“But—



“I need for you to go out tonight. I want to talk to Rain and I need some privacy. I don’t need for any distractions to be around,” he explained. He could tell that Elena was apprehensive at leaving her newfound friend. “I’m not going to hurt her, I promise. Elena, for as long as you’ve known me, when have I ever intentionally hurt someone?”



“Never,” Elena answered, “Now if you would’ve asked me about you hurting yourself, then that’s a different answer.”



Kendrick laughed. “You would be right about that one.”



Elena eyed Kendrick for a few seconds. She was trying to decipher if it was a good idea to leave Rain alone with the brother of the person who humiliated her. Kendrick stared at her with a look of plea in his blue eyes. ‘Shit, if he hurts her, I will cut out his intestines and make them into a pair of garters.’ Elena sighed from resignation.



“Let me go and get ready for tonight,” she said to him while conceding to his demand.



She walked over to the bathroom. She knocked on the large, intricate wooden bathroom door. The door opened a few seconds later. Rain stood in the threshold. Kendrick noticed that she was wearing another outfit: a pair of ill-fitting, masculine, dark-colored jeans and a strapless bra. Her long, pretty coiffed hair was now captured in a ponytail. The seductive makeup that she wore was now gone and she was bare face, the desired preference for Kendrick. His prick had become fully aroused at the sight of her almost-bare upper body. His eyes ogled her muscled stomach, small defined waist and her large, lace encased bust.



“I’m going to get ready for my night out. I know that there’s a chance that you won’t be here by the time we return, so I want to wish you a safe travel home…” The two women embraced. “… and please call me when you get back to New York? I am going to be worried sick if you don’t.”



“I promise that I will call you,” Rain said to her. The women parted and Elena gave her a wave, before departing the bedroom. She gave Kendrick a pat on the shoulder, on her way out. His eyes met Rain’s as she stood in the bathroom’s doorway. “Can you please leave?” she asked him.



She looked perturbed, according to Kendrick. He doesn’t find fault with her. He understood. She was feeling angry, due to having her vulnerability exposed and denigrated by some unscrupulous individuals. He thought that she would also have distrust for everybody that is staying in the mansion.



“Sorry,” he muttered.



He walked out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him as he left. He leaned up against the solid wood. He left out a sigh and slipped his hands inside of his pants’ pockets. He was anxious and excited to tell Rain the news that he was the one.



‘How in the hell am I going to tell her that EvilKidKneeVeil57 is me? She believes that she was speaking to Georgina. I don’t know if I should tell her now. She’ll probably think that I am a part of the prank as well… No, I need to tell her. It’s been six years. It’s been too fucking long. How…’



The fingertips on his left hand had struck a hard, plastic inside of his pocket.



An idea was created inside of him. “Oh…”



Rain tried her best to not think about the incidents that has transpired tonight. She tried hard to not think about how the past six years were a part of a mean-spirited joke. She didn’t want to acknowledge the pain that Georgina, Iris and Delilah had inflicted on her. Also, she didn’t want to accept that she is vulnerable and was a fool.



After getting dress, Rain stared at her reflection. It was a few hours ago, when she felt wonderful. She felt blessed to have found a wonderful man off of a social place where the majority of the men are snakes, liars and cheaters. A few hours ago, she felt like she was standing on the shoulders of a giant. Now, as she stared at her reflection, she could only see the sadness and stress in her face.



“Gosh, I look terrible,” she muttered to the mirror.



A Mozart’s “Piano Sonata No. 11″ inspired ringtone had filtered the bathroom. Rain looked away from the mirror and to the Samsung cell phone that rested on the sink’s countertop, in amazement.



‘What in the…?’



To makes sure that her mind was not playing tricks on her and she wasn’t having a stress-induced hallucination, Rain picked up her phone and checked the Caller ID. The name “Evil Kid” appeared on the screen and Rain thought her heart stopped for a few seconds. The Mozart piece was a ringtone that she assigned to EvilKidKneeVeil57, so whenever he called, the music played.



“You have a lot of fucking nerve—



“Hello, Tomboy Cutie,” said a familiar masculine, baritone voice.



Rain’s voice died down, when she heard the low-pitched tone oozing out of the receiver. A loud gasp left her mouth and the noise had gone into the phone. It was the same voice that spoken to her, daily, for the past six years. Every time she had listened to his voice, mental images of a thunder erupting and lightning bursting through clouds floated into her brain. Or even the scent of chunks of dark chocolate goes through her head, whenever she hears his voice. The voice belonged to a man that she considered being her “identity less, friend-turned-boyfriend”. It was the voice that lulled her to sleep on numerous nights, when she was unable to sleep. This was the man who would use his sensual voice to help coax out orgasms, on many late nights. This man and his compliments, as well as, with his words of encouragement provided a beacon of hope for her. He was the person who held her attention by telling her intriguing tales that were humorous, sad but contained hope, or stories that were suspenseful. The voice belonged to the man who she was in love with and was a man that just so happened to not exist.



The revelation that this great man didn’t exist had struck her as she stood there. An unintentional sob escaped her mouth along with a few spurts of trembling breaths, before she spoken.



“Please,” her voice creaked. “Please, don’t call me anymore. Georgina and Delilah told me about everything, so you can…” Another sad whimper fell through the cracks and then another, before she started to speak again. “Just please stop calling me.”



“Rain, baby…. I need for you to listen to me…” Rain took note that Evil Kid’s voice was trembling as well. “… Please, just let me explain my side of the story. Can you please allow me to explain?” she heard the person ask.



Rain contemplated for a moment. She was confused. She didn’t know whether or not should she listen to this stranger’s story. A part of her wanted to hear this tale, in hope that this person was going to tell a tale that made him appear to be a redeeming character. The other part of her wanted to hang the phone up, because she felt that whatever he was trying to sell her, she was definitely going to buy it. She knew that she was at a point of weakness, where she wanted the love that she thought she had was real. And she was willing to settle for just a smidgeon of it. She felt disgusted at that knowledge.



“H-hello?” the person on the other end of the phone asked.



“Yes,” she sighed. The level of disgust increased ten-fold.



‘God help me.’



She heard the mysterious person take a deep breath before talking. “The person that you started talking to, six years ago, was me. I was the one who initiated the contact on Yahoo Messenger, not Georgina or Delilah. I was interested in you, Rain, and once I found out that you had a Yahoo account, I took the initiative. Georgina and Delilah did not know about our conversations until about a week ago. I didn’t see the harm of them knowing that I was talking to you. I thought nothing of it. Baby, the shit that happened to you tonight, I had nothing to do with that.” Then, the mysterious man had gone silent. Rain figured that he was giving her time to digest the information.



Before he could finish his story, her mind was already made up about this guy. The disgust that she felt about herself was still there. It has grown to new heights to the point where she thought that she might turn physically ill.



With a shaky voice, she said “I… I believe you.”



She heard the stranger sigh. “Can you please come out of the bathroom and tell me to my face?”



‘What?’ her mind questioned. “What did you say?”



“Can you come out of the bathroom?”



“Why?” she asked.



‘You sound absolutely stupid,’ her conscience commented.



“Cause I want to talk to you, face-to-face.”



Rain felt like she experienced one of those “out of body” occurrences.



‘Face to face; so he’s here?’



She felt a conglomerate of emotions. She was anxious, tired, stressed, curious and angry. She walked over to the bathroom’s door and held onto the knob. She inhaled a gust of oxygen.



‘Calm down,’ she admonished herself. ‘Calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down…’ she repeated inside of her mind, like it was a mantra. As she silently chanted, her spirit was lulled into a state of even-temperament. She twisted the knob and then pulled the door opened.



‘What in the hell…?’ Rain was greeted by a familiar face. “W-Wild Boy?” she said quizzically as her brow line crinkled.



He was standing a few inches away from the doorway. His slightly tanned, muscled arms were positioned high above his head and were resting on the posts of the doorway. In his right hand, there was a cell phone. She was closed enough to smell his body odor of deodorant, cologne and the strong smell of pine. She gazed into his dark blue eyes and found that he was intensely staring down at her.



“Wild… Boy?” she whispered. Her brow wrinkled as she stared at him. She was surprised to see him. “How?” she asked as she gently shook her head.



He let out a chuckle while there was small smile gracing his full, pink lips. “Do you want me to explain?”



Rain nodded her hand. “Yes please,” she said softly, almost like a whisper.



She felt his right hand grasp onto her left one. He gave a gentle tug, a wordless request asking for her to follow him. Rain complied with his request. She left the bathroom and was led into the bedroom. Wild Boy led her to the king sized, wooden sleigh bed and instructed her to sit at the edge. Once again, she complied with his instruction. She gazed up at him as he stood in front of her. There was a twenty-eight second moment of silence between them.



“Can you please tell me what is going on?”



She watched Wild Boy’s face turn a crimson shade. He folded his arms across his broad chest. He walked a few feet away and came right back to his original spot. Rain figured out that he was nervous about something. He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth. Rain noticed that it made the dimples in his cheeks more pronounced. He let out a sigh.



“For the longest time…” he started out with. His face grew a deeper shade of red. “For the longest time, I’ve liked you, Rain…”



She was surprised by that revelation. When they were younger, she considered Wild Boy to be a baby brother, despite the fact that they are the same age. When Georgina and she were great friends to each other, Wild Boy hung out with them frequently. She never understood why he was so willing to hang out with them, with a bunch of girls. Now, after hearing his confession, she understood.



“…I mean that I had a crush on you since I was a kid, back when you and Georgina were friends. I didn’t say anything because I knew that you didn’t like me…”



Even though his tone of voice was neutral when he made the statement, Rain could see the slight disappointment flicker in his eyes. She felt a twinge of guilt in knowing that he was right.



“Remember in our Social Media class, back during our junior year, Mrs. Harper had given us an assignment and we needed to give our email addresses. Do you remember that?”



“Yeah, I remember,” said Rain as she nodded her head.



“I remember hearing you say that your email address account is from Yahoo. I had a Yahoo account as well and I know that with every account, the member has access to their instant messenger service. So I did a little research and I found your profile page. By then, you and Georgina had your falling out and weren’t friends anymore. And due to y’all being women and having your codes and ethics, I couldn’t be friends with you too, cause she is my sister and everything.”



Rain rolled her eyes at the ‘women-codes and ethics’ statement. She would’ve found it to be annoying, misogynistic drivel if she didn’t find it to be funny.



“I thought that maybe I could have a way in, if I were to speak to you through the internet, but I didn’t want to use my own account. So, I made another email account and another profile. I found a picture of another dude from MySpace—



“You had taken a picture of 6’3 black man and pretended to be a naval officer and lives in San Francisco—



“I needed an identity in which you wouldn’t figure me out,” explained Wild Boy. “Rain, baby, with every conversation that happened between you and me, it was between you and me. There was no one else. For every phone conversation—



“Speaking of which, our phone calls… Your voice sounded different. On the phone, you’re Barry White and now you’re… you.”



Wild Boy laughed. It sounded like rough growl because it was soaked with a bass tone. Hearing his laughter caused the hairs on her arms to stand and a cold shiver to drip down her back.



“I can change my voice,” he explained. To further prove that he was EvilKidKneeVeil57, Kendrick decided to speak his next statement in his ‘telephone voice’. “It’s an easy party trick that I used from time to time.”



“Oh,” she said with her eyes wide, a subtle flinch and with amusement at the sudden change in pitch. Both of them laughed at her reaction. “So, is there anything else that I need to know?”



“That’s it; the rest of the stuff that I told you was things that actually happened to me.” Kendrick noticed an expression of subdued on her face. There was a glow in her dark brown eyes. He couldn’t decipher how she was feeling. “Rain, tell me what’s—

“How does Georgina fit into all of this?”



“A week ago, she and Delilah had come into my office, uninvited by the way, while I was chatting online with you. She decided to be nosy and started to check out my computer and she saw your profile pic. I didn’t think much of it. After all, we aren’t in high school anymore and whatever beef that occurred between the two of you were settled. Then, the shit that happened tonight—



There was a series of knocks on the door that led to the corridor. Wild Boy excused himself from the conversation to go answer the call. He opened the door to find Cody and Iggy. Each man was stylishly dressed. Both men were peering over Wild Boy’s shoulder. They were surveying the bedroom.



“What are you two doing?” he asked.



“We’re about to go,” Cody announced.



“Just checking to see how you guys are doing. Just making sure that you’re not dead,” Iggy stated, nonchalantly.



Wild Boy scoffed and then slammed the door shut.



“That was rude,” was heard from the other side of the door.



Wild Boy turned around to find Rain sliding on her black, thick Parka coat. He began to feel disappointed. “You’re still leaving?” Rain glanced at him. She nodded.



“Yes,” she said as she zipped up her coat. She turned her back to him. She fastened the openings on her suitcases.



“Rain, why don’t you stay?”



“It has nothing to do with you, Wild Boy. I believe you, in fact. I’m leaving because if I had to look at Georgina’s fucking face any longer, I might try out my best Hannibal Lecter impersonation and try to rip her face off. So, in order to not ruin everybody’s time by having them all being interrogated at a police station, I’m leaving.”



“You don’t have to hang out with Georgina. We can do our own thing, baby. Plus, this house is big enough—



“I know that it is, Wild—



“Call me Kendrick. For some strange reason, I hate hearing you call me that.”



“Okay, Kendrick, I am going home. This house, as big and beautiful as it is, I am still going home tonight.”



Rain placed her two suitcases onto the floor. She walked over to Kendrick. She gazed into his eyes. Then she stared at his face: the thick mop of curly brown hair that was styled in a garish hairdo, his broad forehead with his thick eyebrows, down to refined bridge of his nose and to the pointed tip, his pair of less pronounced cheekbones, the strong jawline that was decorated with dark facial hair and his lips that were showcased by his ‘handle bar’ mustache and goatee. Without giving any sign of impending action, Rain made a clasp on his chin and gave him a kiss. It was subtle kiss. His lips were soft and warm. She was tempted to go for another one. But, she didn’t want to spoil him with any more of her affection.



She thought of something which made her laugh. “We can finally go on our first date finally. I’m excited about that…” She saw that Wild Boy had a look of forlorn. She giggled. “Oh, stop looking like I killed your puppy. We’ll see each other…”



She turned back to luggage.



“We’ve been speaking for six years. We can wait for a few more days….” She noticed that he was quiet. “Wild Boy?” Rain turned around to find that she was alone in the bedroom.



****



“Waiting… bullshit… I refuse…” Kendrick continued to mutter to himself as he traveled down the stairs into the foyer. He strolled down the long corridor to the kitchen. He stood in doorway. His eyes scanned the kitchen. He stared at the cabinets and counter space that was a few feet away. He briskly traveled over to the cupboards. His hands began to pull out several drawers. He searched through each drawer. He was looking for one particular item. After investigating the ninth drawer, he found what he was looking for in the tenth drawer. Finding the silverware drawer, he withdrew a large carving knife. “Six years is too long…”



****



With her large, black leather duffel bag strapped to her back and the handle of a rolling suitcase in each hand, Rain made her way down the wooden stairs. She was relieved that the other house guests have already left. She didn’t want to see them as she made her exit out of the house. She also didn’t want them to think that she was running away.



After opening the front door, she was greeted by a strong wind. The strong breeze was freezing and contained snowflakes from the mountains that nipped at her cheeks. Before stepping outside, she turned on the porch lights that lit up the front of the mansion. She left her suitcases inside of the house while she made her way to her car. When she was about a foot away from her car, she spotted the two slashed tires on the driver’s side. She gazed down at the strips of black rubber that laid in the driveway.



“What the fuck…?” she screeched as her anger burned in her soul.



Her initial assumption was Delilah and Georgina was the culprits. The thought was ruled out, when she realized that Georgina or Delilah was not suicidal. Her instinct told her to turn to the front door. She saw Kendrick standing in the doorway. He watched her for a moment. She could see that there was a smug expression on his face. She had managed to put ‘two and two together’.



“Son of a bitch!” she screamed while she seethed.



He smiled and then he stepped further into the foyer. She saw that he was handling her suitcases. He was bringing them back into the house.



“Son of a bitch!”



****



“Why don’t you take off your jacket? You look like you’re baking in it,” Kendrick commented with a smile.



He saw that she was sweating as she sat on the couch. He saw how her face was dewy with perspiration. Whenever a drop of sweat would drip down her face, she would briskly wipe it away. She was still wearing her parka, even though she was inside of the house, which the temperature was at eighty degrees. He was amused and entertained by her stubbornness.



“No, the Triple-A will be here in a few. I’ll be fine,” stated Rain.



It’s been forty-five minutes since she has called her auto club and made a report about her flat tires.



“It is close to one in the morning, Rain. Baby, they are not coming until later on today. They know that you’re in a house and not stranded on the side of some deserted road, so they’re going to take their sweet ass time. So, you might as well take off your coat and get comfortable,” informed Kendrick.



It was close to one in the morning and almost an hour has passed since the discovery of her vandalized car. She knew that the slashed tires were Kendrick’s extreme tactic of convincing her to stay. After discovering her tires were damaged, she entered the foyer and proceeded to try to pummel Kendrick. He deflected her strikes while laughing at her. His laughter infuriated her. Then she really tried to claw his eyes out of their sockets with her fingers. The scuffle ended when he ended up placing her in a UFC-type of restraint move. He held her constricted until she calm down, a few minutes later. After calmed down and was released from his grip, she called her auto club, in hope of having her car fixed quickly.



Now, they were lounging in the living room of the multimillion-dollar mansion. Kendrick and Rain were sitting on the twelve-person, leather sectional and were watching a movie off of the eighty-inched, flat screen television that was mounted on the wall, right above the vent-free fireplace. Kendrick was reclining on the chaise lounge section of the couch while Rain was sitting at the other end.



“I’m going to the kitchen. Do you want anything?” he inquired, as he rose off of the couch.



“No thank you,” she said to him with her eyes focused on the LCD screen.



“All right,” was his reply.



Her eyes followed his retreating form as he strolled pass Rain to leave out of the living room. Her eyes gazed at his broad shoulders and thick neck. Then, they traveled down to his wide back and finally settled on his ass. He was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants that flattered his ass. Her eyes lingered on his muscled posterior. There was a strong urge to touch it. Her fingers even tingled with a need.



‘He has a nice round bubble butt for a white boy— Wait, what the hell? I am checking out Wild Boy! Oh my God!’



She giggled.



Kendrick returned to the living room, forty-five minutes later. Rain was too enthralled with the movie that she was watching that she didn’t notice him enter the room at first. It wasn’t until he walked in front of the television that she noticed he entered the room. She saw that he was carrying a meal tray in his hands. There was a delicious aroma emitting from the tray. Her stomach growl and churned at the mere thought of eating. She didn’t eat anything on the previous day. He placed the tray onto the cushion next to where she was sitting. She glanced down at the tray and saw two plates with meals. On one plate, there was a New York strip steak that appeared to be grilled to perfection. There were side dishes of mashed potatoes and steamed vegetables. On the other plate, there was a dessert of a slice of chocolate cake. There was a bottle of Miller’s Lite which is her favorite beverage of choice.



“I figured that you might want to eat…” he stated as he returned to his seat. “…It’s nothing special, just leftovers from the night before. I had cooked up the steaks while Elena did the side dishes and the dessert. She is one of the best cooks that I know. I know that you love to drink Miller Lite. So, go ahead and eat up, ever since I know that you are starving. I’ve been listening to your stomach growl since we’ve been in here.”



“Excuse me?” Rain stared at him. He was returning the same look.



“You heard me!” he chuckled out. “Your guard dog is growling something vicious. I could hear it all the way from over here, even with the coat on.”



“Excuse me?” she chuckled. “My stomach—



“Is growling and humming? Yes, it is! I can hear—



Kendrick stopped speaking as soon as he heard her stomach growl. “See?”



“Shut up!” Rain laughed.



“Admit that you’re hungry and go on and attack that plate of food!”



“Attack the plate…” she trailed off and ended up laughing. “I am not…” He gave her a look of disbelief. “Okay, I am a little bit hungry. I will admit that to you. I didn’t eat much tonight. I ate a little bit at the restaurant.”



The memory of being in the restaurant was brought to the forefront of her mind, along with the emotion of humiliation. The mood had become somber. There was a moment of awkward silence.



“Go ahead and eat Rain,” Kendrick told her. There was a look of concern on his face.



Rain stared at the plates of food. The tale of Hades’ courtship with Demeter’s daughter Persephone entered her mind as she gazed at her meal. Kendrick was far from being as sinister as the God-king of the Underworld, but the situation reminded Rain of the story anyway.



Kendrick watched Rain stare at her food for a moment. He wondered what she was thinking about. She stood up from the couch and taken a step away from the furniture. The idea that she was about to leave living room entered his mind. He was washed with a wave of disappointment. Her fingers touched the buttons on her coat and unfastened them. His pulse began to race. She unzipped her jacket’s closure. He wanted to laugh from the joy that he was feeling at the sight of seeing Rain slip out of her coat. She draped the clothing over the back of the couch. She sat down and grabbed the tray.



Two hours and twelve minutes has gone by since Rain had eaten her late-night meal. During her meal’s consumption, Rain and Kendrick converse. The conversations started out being clumsy and awkward. Then, the mood had become tense, when Rain gave him an interrogation rather than speaking with him.



Rain was asking questions that pertained to the conversations’ topics that she had with EvilKidKneeVeil57. She wanted to make sure that Kendrick was him. For Rain, she still saw EvilKidKneeVeil57 and Kendrick as two different people. During the conversation, she wondered if he was going to lose his patience with her. It was during at one moment of her line of questioning, when she thought that he did reach his breaking point.



“What is EvilKidKneeVeil57′s favorite snack when he is at the movies?” she asked him.



Kendrick let out a sigh and then said “SnoCaps and popcorn”. He glanced down at the floor and scratched at his scalp.



She sensed that he was feeling irritated, but he was behaving like a gentleman. “I’m sorry,” she said to him, feeling guilty for being such a nag.



“It’s all right. You’re just trying to establish trust between us. I’m not—



“You’re right, but I can tell that I am irritating you—



“No, you’re not irritating me. I am just angry at everyone who has ruined the relationship that we had—



“It’s not ruined—



“What?”



“It’s not ruined,” she informed him.



Kendrick gave her a gaze and he held it for a brief moment. The moment was long enough for Rain to see the pained emotion that lurked behind. She felt the inside of her throat restrict.



“I’m going to go upstairs and take a shower” he announced.



“Kendrick, I’m sorry—



“Don’t be,” he said in a chuckle, even though there was no humor to be found in his laughter. “I know that you’re only asking me these things because of what happened. So don’t worry about me, okay? I’m going to take my shower now. I’ll be back. Here’s the remote control…” He proceeded to hand her the largest remote controller that she has ever seen. “… You can watch whatever you want; we have over a thousand channels. I’ll be back later.” Then, he walked away from her.



She watched Kendrick leave the living room. She saw how his posture was different; his shoulders were slumped and his head was slightly bowed. Just like his face, his body had carried the tone of resignation.



****



“Ooh, ah, fucking… Fuck!” The statement had bounced off of the tiled, walls and echoed throughout the large, majestic-looking bathroom.



Kendrick shouted out as his release over-took his large, 6’2 frame. His knees buckled, his muscles tensed in his legs and an increased source of pleasure burned at his nether regions. A blanket of bright, white light flashed in front of his closed eyes as his climax sliced through his body. His only functioning hand fisted his cock and made rushed strokes, to prolong the pleasure. Once he regained control of all of his limbs, Kendrick opened his eyes. He gazed at the final streams of his spunk as they dripped down the shower stall’s wall and down into the tub, where they were washed down the drain. Kendrick has been sporting that particular wood for a few hours that it was starting to hurt.



Afterwards, he settled his body underneath the stream of water that the shower faucet was spraying. He gave his body a quick cleaning before turning off the water and stepping out of the stall. He walked over to the sink to where his towel was waiting. He dried the excess water out of his brown hair and then wiped off the remaining water on his nude form. Completely nude, Kendrick left his bathroom, walked through the walk-in closet that was attached and entered his bedroom. He walked over to his king-sized bed, where he left some clean clothes. Without giving much of a thought, he slipped on the pile of clean clothes which consisted of a pair of grey-colored sweatpants and a black tank top. Once dressed, he sat on the edge of the bed and placed his face in his right hand.



Kendrick let out a loud, bellowing groan. He was slowly accepting the inevitable. An idea of ‘cutting his losses’ formed in his head, as he was lying on the chaise lounge while he was talking to Rain. He decided to ignore the notion at first. But as Rain continued to interrogate him, he had come to the realization that she will never trust him. And, whatever little bit of trust that she had for him, was now gone. Now, there wasn’t a chance of seeing this woman turn into his wife or into the mother of his children. Even though he didn’t originally plan on having Rain here, he did managed to make up a plan in which she was going to be his woman. Now, his plan wasn’t going to come into fruition.



‘Fuck, fuck, fuck…’ his mind roared in anguish.



****



When Kendrick returned to the living room, Rain was gone. She wasn’t sitting on the sectional, the spot where she was sitting, when he left the living room. The notion that Triple-A must’ve arrived and she had gone with the driver entered his mind. But, when he noticed that the television was left on and saw that her luggage was still positioned by the entryway, that idea was shot down.



‘So where in the hell did she go?’



He was about to leave the room, when he heard a sniffle. Then there was another sniffle. Kendrick placed the location to be inside of the living room, where the sectional was located. He walked over to the large piece of furniture and stood behind the back of the couch. He peered over the couch and found where Rain was hiding. Or, he found her in the location where Rain was reclining.



She was lying on the faux bear rug that was lying, on the hardwood floor, in front of the couch. She was watching television; it was a rerun episode of the “Golden Girls”. She was so engaged in the program that she didn’t notice that Kendrick was standing there.



He noticed that she had changed her clothes again. His stomach churned from excitement, when he realized that she changed into her source of sleepwear.



‘Now, if only I can convince her to stay for the rest of the week,’ he concluded. Kendrick also concluded that Rain was hiding a nice body, once she was out of the baggy, menswear that she always wore. Right now she was wearing a pair of gray, cotton shorts and a black tank top. He enjoyed the view. He enjoyed staring at her long, brown-skinned legs and her thick, curvy thighs as they posed in those form-fitting shorts. His dick hardened at the thought of having those limbs wrapped around his lower back as he fucked her hard. His eyes gleefully took in the small, defined waist that was wrapped with a black tank top. His thick, blunt fingers tingled in anticipation at the mere image of grabbing onto that defined curve as his prick stroked pleasure out of her. Kendrick adjusted himself with his abled hand. His eyes settled on the two mounds of flesh, which coyly revealed the curves from the sides of the shirt. His mouth watered with saliva in hunger at the thought of sucking, licking and nibbling on her tits. His eyes drifted up to her face and settled on her eyes, which were staring right at him.



“Hello,” she said with a smile on her pretty, full lips.



A movement that was caught in Rain’s peripheral vision caused her to divert her attention away from the “Golden Girls” rerun. She glanced away from the eighty-inched LCD screen and over to the couch. She saw Kendrick standing behind the couch. He was staring at her, but she noticed that he wasn’t exactly focused on her. The life in his blue eyes was dulled a bit. He looked to be deep in the recesses of his mind.



“Hello,” she greeted him with a smile on her face. “Welcome back, come on, grab a pillow and join me.”



A bright, smile grew on his lips and it made her stomach flipped. She was intimidated by the sensation and by Kendrick strangely. She returned to watching the television show while Kendrick made his way around the couch. After he settled himself next to her on the floor, Rain scooted closer to his large form. With the front of her body pressed against his left arm, she used his left shoulder as a head rest. The sudden display of affection caused Kendrick to become rigid for a millisecond. His body lost the rigidness and grown at ease as he moved his arm away from her body. He moved his injured, left arm out of the way, so she could place her head on his chest.



“Kendrick?”



“Yeah?” he groaned. His breath felt warm and smelled like peppermint.

“Please be patient with me,” she requested.



In response, a gentle kiss was planted on her scalp line.



Kendrick’s act of acceptance had caused multiple physiological reactions for her. Her heart started beating rapid against her chest. Her stomach muscles tightened. A shiver tickled at her backbone. The series of sensations occurred more than once, during this night, and it was a reaction to something horrible. But for this particular moment, it was accepted. It was a sign that reminded Rain that the love that she had for him was still there.



****



“Mmmm…” groaned Kendrick.



“I am not hurting you, am I?” Rain inquired.



“No, baby, you’re doing great.”



Rain felt her hands becoming dry. She stopped kneading the flesh on his back, so she could apply more Bath & Body lotion into her hands. She saw that Kendrick had glance over his shoulder to see why she had stopped.



“I didn’t quit on you, don’t worry. I have to use more lotion,” she informed him as she rubbed the floral-scented lotion on her palms. She resumed with her massage.



“How are your sisters doing? The last time that I’ve seen them was at our graduation, when she bought that damn boat horn to the ceremony. Your sister Carol was huge and she had two little kids,” he asked as he stared off to the side.



“My sisters are doing all right. Carol is a mom to six, soon-to-be seven kids.”



“Seven kids, wow, I can’t believe that your crazy sister has three kids, much less seven kids.”



“Yeah, Carol will have seven babies. She even is passing down her craziness to her kids. And, my sister Carmella is doing well. She is a student at Saint John’s University. She has her own place because she can’t imagine moving back into Carol and Noah’s place.”



Rain’s hands traveled to each one of Kendrick’s pronounced trapezoids and kneaded the muscle, flesh and bone. He groaned in pleasure at her ministrations. His guttural growl stirred her arousal. It caused her to wonder if he makes the same groan whenever he reaches his release. Then, her mind’s eye took her into more lascivious, sexual thoughts.



She visualized mental scenes of Kendrick fucking her with slow strokes and licking her pussy, in various positions and angles. There was a slow, throbbing build up inside of her clit which she tried to alleviate by subtlety dragging her pearl against the swell of his ass. The fabric of her shorts gathered and caused friction against her cunt, which caused bolts of pleasure. There was shortness of breath.



“Are you okay?” she asked, in a husky voice. Her fingers drifted down his spine to his lower back.



“Yeah, I feel wonderful baby” was his answer. His voice was also strained. It didn’t go undetected. “Tell me why you and Georgina have stopped being friends?”



All of her movements had come to a stop and then she stared down at the back of his head. ‘What. The. Hell?’ she thought, feeling as if the subject had stamped down on her libido.



“It’s simple, she’s a bitch.”



“Well, that bitch was your best friend at one point in time. Shit, I remember when you and she used to have sleep-overs and read ‘The Babysitter’s Club’ books. What happened?”



Rain let out a sigh. Her fingers pressed deep into his flesh and massaged out the knot in his Teres Major muscle. “In all honesty, you are going to have to ask your sister for her reason why she decided to not fraternize with me anymore. I remember being cool with her during freshman—



“Move lower, please.”



Rain slipped her hands further down his back. He grunted his gratitude.



“We were cool during our freshman year of high school. Then, sometime over the summer break, she met Delilah and then recruited Iris into their clique. When I returned, they were already a group. I wasn’t deemed cool enough for them, which bothered me at first. But now, I am happy that they did it. If they didn’t banish me, I wouldn’t have met some incredible people. I wouldn’t have joined the basketball team and met more incredible people. Plus, I don’t think I would’ve won the Homecoming Queen title if I was still hanging out with your sister. I think that’s part of the reason why she doesn’t like me now. She thought that she was going to be popular with me not in the picture. Turns out, I had the high school life that she wanted anyway.”



She balled her hands into fists and proceeded to grind her knuckles along the sacrospinalis. Suddenly she felt Kendrick’s body shudder and a loud, drawn-out growl erupt from him. Feeling alarmed, she stopped massaging.



“Dude—



“What the hell was that?” he asked, exasperated.



“It’s a technique that was taught to me by a teacher. What, you don’t like it?”



“Yes, I enjoyed it. In fact, I enjoyed it too much,” was his answer. Then he muttered, “Now you got my dick all hard.”



“I’m sorry, what was that?” asked an amused Rain.



“Nothing,” he said, quickly as if he was a child who was caught saying something inappropriate.



“Mmm-hmm,” she hummed, stating her skepticism at his answer. She returned to grinding away the tension in his back with her knuckles. “So, tell me about your new job.”



“There’s nothing much to tell you. I am working here at the resort. I am the vice president of marketing. I wish that I had an entry-level position, or, if I was hired to be a ski instructor at least. Shit, I wouldn’t mind if I had a simple ‘office’ job, where I made copies and faxed documents. I prefer it that way.”



“I’m surprise that you would want a regular ’9-to-5′ job. You seem like the type who would want to spend the rest of your life traveling to different places and doing fun, care-free shit with your life.”



“If I were to do that, then I would have to rely on my mom and dad to take care of me, which makes me uncomfortable. Unlike my sister, I’ve never felt comfortable taken gifts and money from my parents, especially once I had gone off to college. So, what about you? Are you happy with your career? Do you not have any regrets not going off to college?”



“No, I have no regrets about not going. Carol was not happy about me choosing to go to a trade school rather than go to college, especially since I had a B-Ball scholarship. But, being a mechanic has afforded me the ability to be financial secured, without having the four-year degree and the loan debt. But, on my spare time, I do take classes at a community center that is on my block.”



“What type of classes?” inquired Kendrick.



“Art classes, pottery lessons, massage classes, a few dance classes and some self-defense courses,” she answered.



“Well, in regards to the massage classes, you definitely deserve an ‘A-plus’ for the work that you are putting into my back.”



Rain chuckled. A comfortable silence formed between the two of them. The television was the only source that provided noise to the environment. Every once in a while, there was a groan or a grunt from Kendrick, which added to Rain’s arousal. She took a visual inventory of the broad area. She was enamored with the concept of how broad and strong his posterior looked. Her fingertips poked and prodded at the dense muscle. In her mind’s eye, she imagined her finger clutching onto his strong body as his cock stroked her into sexual completion.



Rain stopped her handiwork.



She stared down at his back. A strong current of arousal washed over her body and she sighed.



‘He’s… Him,’ her mind concluded. ‘He’s Kid…’ Rain subtly nodded her head. ‘Yeah, he’s EvilKidKneeVeil.’



Her fingers searched the rim of the black tank top. She peeled her tank top off and tossed it off to the side. Her hands ran along his spine once. She heard Kendrick growl. She spread her long form along Kendrick’s larger form and planted a kiss on the base of his spine. She heard him hiss at the first contact. She started a trail of kisses along the raised bumps that marks where his spine was located. During her journey she took in the fragrance of the lotion. Her nipples dragged over his back, during her ascent toward his neck, and it tantalized at her heated core. She doled out a kiss until she reached the base of his neck. Once there, she draws a small circle with the tip of her tongue.



“What the—



In a breathy voice, she said into his right ear, “Turn around, so I can show you what else that I learned in my massage class”.



“What?” Kendrick repeated.



“Turn around,” she instructed in a seductive whisper. Kendrick felt her weight lift off of him, to allow him to move. He rolled onto his back while being mindful of his broken arm. The vision that welcomed him made his cock throb and his mouth watered.



Rain, bare breasted, was kneeling beside Kendrick. Her bottom lip tucked itself into her mouth. Her brown eyes were smeared with arousal. He watched her face as she took in the large bulge that was poised in front of his sweatpants.



“You see something that you like?” he asked her with a smile.



His hand groped at his clothed member. Rain’s eyes darted from his erection to his face. The corners of her lips turned up into a grin. Remaining the eye contact, she had taken a hold of the elastic band of his pants. Kendrick lifted his hips off of the floor, which was his way of granting permission. She pulled his sweatpants off of his hips and down to his knees, when he settled back down to the floor. She removed his pants and tossed them to the side. With his sweats off, he was now fully nude and his body was under Rain’s surveillance.



Before tonight, Rain assumed that EvilKidKneeVeil57′s body would’ve been ‘tall, dark, buff and sexy’. Now, the only thing that’s dark on him was the patch of hair that was above his dick. She thought that his body was a sign of perfection. He was fit, but not overtly muscular. His build was built by nature and not by a gym. In her inventory, she saw the multiple scars that littered his body. Her fingertips grazed a few of them. He informed her that majority of them were injuries that he sustained from playing football and rugby, during his younger days. There were a few tattoos: a traditional ‘I-heart-Mom’ tattoo on his right bicep, the words ‘glory’ and ‘freedom’ in Old English lettering on both flanks and a tattoo of a sparrow on his right pectoral.



Her eyes drifted down to his cock and testicles. The coloring of the flesh was slightly darker, two shades lighter than plum. He was circumcised, which highlighted his glans that was large and defined. He was blessed with a suitable girth and length to his sex. An image of his cock’s head plugging her caused her pussy’s walls to contract and release. Her right hand reached out for his shaft. She gave a gentle caressing swipe, which made Kendrick groan and his hips thrust upwards to the sky.



She reached over to the location of where her bottle of lotion and grabbed the bottle. Adding a healthy dollop of hand cream into her left palm, she smeared the lubrication around. Looking from her hands to his handsome face, she gave him a brief smile.



Kendrick waited in anticipation for the hand job that he knew was going to feel glorious. This was something that was out of his wildest dreams. There had been nights, when he would imagine all of the things that he would perform on her. The first contact of her lotion-covered hand made him groan loudly and thrust his hips upwards. He laid his head on the throw pillow, his right hand formed into a fist and his eyes closed. In response, she chuckled. Her small hand fisted his thick shaft and pumped in slow movements. Then her palm would cup his glans and provide a gentle caress, before returning to her first act. Eventually with her act, she added her other hand and had both objects massaging at his prick. They started with strokes that were slow and fluid. Gradually, the speed increased. A loud groan escaped his lips with every one of her caresses.



“Rain, fuck girl,” he moaned as he felt his impending orgasm. With a growl, his balls gave into the pressure. His eyes forming into thin slits, he witnessed multiple streams of cum shoot out of his prick. He watched until the final jet had shot out. “Shit,” he grunted, before resting his head on the pillow.



Rain watched his spunk coat her hand as she jerked him off. The texture was smooth like the lotion that she used, it was thick in density like molasses and it was hot-tempered like nothing that she’s ever felt. She gave his cock one last squeeze before releasing him. Curious, she brought her hand to her lips and tasted his essence. She figured that he was mildly sweet, but mostly salty. But overall, he tasted delicious. She licked her hand clean. On her last lick, she discovered Kendrick was watching her the whole time. She saw that he was still breathing heavily. His face was ruddy with exertion and there was a sparkle in his eyes. She gave him a smile.



“You taste good,” she commented. In response, he growls in contentment.



“Well, I can provide you with some more, if you like,” he said in a sly manner.



Rain gave him another smile before bending over and sucking the glans into her mouth. There was a drawn-out growl from above. She accepted more of his flaccid, cum-soaked member into her mouth. The taste of his jizz and her lotion ignited her taste buds. She had gone as far as she could and only withdrew, when the head of his cock touched the back of her mouth. Her mouth slid back up to his glans. She provided a strong suction to the fleshy, abundant of nerves. She sucked his cock back into her mouth and halfway down her throat. She developed a rhythm. His member lost its flaccidity and has become rigid again. Kendrick’s groaning was now consistent and high in volume. His hand clasped her head and encouraged her. She replaced her mouth with her hand and stroked his shaft. Her lips and tongue nibbled, licked and sucked at his testicles. His lower body twitched, in response.



“Rain?” his voice croaked.



“Mmm?” she hummed as she licked at his heavy sacs.



“I wanna fuck you,” he stated. “Get up here.”



Her pussy tingled at the idea of being fucked by such a fascinating instrument. After giving his prick one final lick, she removed herself away from the vicinity. Kneeling on the floor, Rain pushed her shorts and thong passed her wide hips and down to her knees. She marveled at how wet and ready she was while she pulled her clothes off. She shifted her position on the floor so she could take her shorts and underwear off of her legs.



“Oh,” she gasped loudly, as she felt a tongue sample at her nectar. She glanced down and saw Kendrick licking and fucking her with his mouth. She grabbed a tuft of his thick hair and accepted whatever he wanted to give her.



Kendrick, once he gathered his wits, sat up in an upright position. He was greeted by the viewing of Rain’s pussy. She was lying on the floor to remove her shorts and underwear from off of her ankles. She was lying on her back and her legs were raised perpendicular to the floor, which caused her pussy to be revealed. She was free from any hair, so he saw her arousal. She was glistened and it appealed to him. He gave his dick a few strokes with his hand. Before she could place her feet back on the floor, his face was buried in between her legs. He knew that he surprised her. Her body briefly tensed up before settling down. Her legs were draped over his shoulders while his left forearm rested on her stomach, to keep her still.



“Oh,” she moaned repetitively. “Ken…” she gasped.



His mouth sought after her clit and sucked on the tiny knot of nerves. His thick tongue slipped into her wet canal and fucked her. He felt her fingers grasp onto his hair in a tighter stance. Her moans encouraged him. Her pelvis and hips moved in brace of the intense pleasure, but majority of the movement was hampered.



Kendrick first supplied her greedy cunt with one finger and soon added two more fingers. The three thick digits pumped in and out of her as Rain screamed out her pleasure. ‘Okay, where is it?’ he thought as his submerged fingers searched. His fingers curved upwards to her navel and felt a slight bump.



“Oh,” she groaned loudly with a tilt of her hips.



‘There you go,’ he said to himself. His fingers proceed to frantically rub at the small bump.



“Oh fuck, Kendrick!” she screamed.



“Rub your tits for me,” he demanded as he stroked her cunt.



Rain sought after her breasts and played with her nipples. Pressure built up inside of her belly as she felt her orgasm. “Kendrick!” she loudly moaned as she climaxed. He stroked her inner walls to prolong her pleasure.



Rain never experienced such a feeling before. She has masturbated countless of times, but the climaxes that were done by her hand could never compete with this recent climax. She felt his fingers continue to pump into her warm canal as she floated down from her post-coital high. Her canal squeezed his fingers in gratitude. He withdrew his fingers and then gave her pussy a slow lick before sitting up.



Lying on the floor and feeling as loose like a well-cooked noodle, she stared at Kendrick. He was kneeling in between her legs. The fire from the fireplace cast a dim orange light amongst his muscular frame. His erection was prominent and strong. Her eyes drifted up to his handsome face. His fingers were brought to his lips and she smiled as he licked his fingers.



“You taste so sweet,” was his response.



“I want something else,” she swooned.



“Tell me what you want,” instructed Kendrick as he stroked his heavy cock in his hand.



Rain appeared to be contemplating something. “I want… I want you to show me why you have the name ‘Wild Boy’.”



She saw his eyes darken. His jaw clenched shut. He rolled his shoulders thrice. She shuddered in anticipation. Kendrick slithered up her body as if he was a large serpent. During his journey, there was a juicy kiss applied to an exposed part. When he reached her pair of breasts, his eyes had taken on a predatory gleam as they zeroed in on her tits. He initiated his attack with a lick on the underside of her left breast. Rain sighed and then moaned in response, when spurred him on. He suckled and gently bit into her ample flesh for a moment before moving onto her right breast.



Rain was very turned on and horny from Kendrick’s oral ministrations to her tits. Her inner thighs were smeared with her juicy cunt’s nectar. Her pussy’s walls clenched and released irrationally. There was an ache in her cunt. Even though she has never felt a dick before, she desperately wanted him to fuck her. She felt his cock resting on her left thigh. It was weighty and hot.



“Mmmm, Kendrick,” she sighed, “fuck me now.”



He licked the underside of her left breast. She hissed in pleasure. His lips enclosed over her nipple and suckled like a newborn baby. His left hand cupped her right breast and kneaded the ample flesh. Rain moaned and mewled at the sensations that his hand and mouth was invoking. His lips found the curve on the left side of her neck and sucked at the sensitive patch of skin.



“Oh Kendrick,” she whispered into his right shoulder.



Kendrick found her soft and plump lips again and she moaned against his mouth. Meanwhile, his narrow hips caused his cock to rub along her damp slit. He was preparing his member for the pain that he was about to inflict on Rain. She was oblivious to the impending discomfort at the moment. As his cock dragged across her heated core, her body was writhing underneath his massive frame.



“Are you ready?” he inquired with his voice sounding strained.



“Yes,” she moaned. Her brown, long legs wrapped around his waist.



Kendrick’s sapphire-colored orbs eyed Rain. He stared down at her beautiful face as she lied underneath her. She was sweaty and the perspiration made her tawny, skin glowed. Her eyes were closed. Her lips consistently moved as she expressed how intense her pleasure felt.



“Baby, put me in,” instructed Kendrick.



He saw Rain open her eyes and then stared up at him. He felt her hand brush against his abdomen as she slipped in between their sweat-slicked bodies and reach for his cock. Regrettably, his hips still their movements to allow his lover to grab a hold of his thick member. He let out a grunt of pleasure as her fingertips brushed against the stalk of his prick. He felt her hand grab onto the base of her member. She aligned his member up to the opening of her cunt. With a sharp thrust, his cock impaled her warmth. He felt her legs tighten their grip around his waist while her arms wrapped around his upper body.

Her fingernails dug into his skin. She pressed her face into the flesh-covered muscle that was his neck and right shoulder. Rain screamed into his neck. The pain was unbearable. She wanted it to end. She felt like she was being spread beyond the normal possibilities. She could feel her muscle trying to expel the offending object out of her canal.



“Rain,” whispered Kendrick to Rain. His voice sounded ragged. For Rain, it sounded like Kendrick, but his voice was raw and rougher. “You need to relax, baby” he informed her. “You need to relax for this to work, all right?”



‘He’s right, you need to relax,’ her conscience warned her. ‘Okay, you can do this.’



Rain loosened her grip on his shoulders. She removed her face from the crook of his neck. Warily, she laid her upper body back on the rug. Her body remained tense.



Kendrick stared down at his lover and girlfriend. He saw how frighten she was feeling at the moment. He knew that she was feeling pain as well. He felt guilty for causing her extreme case of discomfort.



“Rain, I’m—



“I know,” she whimpered, with her teeth chattering.



Kendrick lowered his upper body closer to Rain. They shared a gentle kiss. The pecking led to more aggressive and passionate necking. The tension in the room dissipated. The air became thicker and humid. The spicy fragrance of their arousal floated through the air.



Rain’s passion was reignited. Gradually, the offending object that managed to bury itself in her private sanction wasn’t a nuisance anymore. “Oh Ken…” Her moan was cut off by the sudden source of pleasure. Another dull sense of pleasure was handed to her as she felt his cock leave her warmth and it returned, in the form of a slow thrust. Her legs loosen its grip and rested on the floor. In this new position, the pleasure increased as his prick was now able to plow deeper into her wet channel.



A loud groan erupted from the gorgeous man that was responsible for her pleasure. He buried his face into her neck as his weight came to rest on his forearm. In this new angle, his thrusts altered from slow and fluid to short thrusts that wielded enough power to make her teeth chatter. Inside of Rain, the sensation of ecstasy burst upon every thrust’s impact. She made sure to let her pleasure be known. She moaned and screamed it out as she rode each wave. She kissed, licked and nibbled on the flesh of the man that she loved.



“Shit,” Kendrick grunted as his cock pounded away at her pussy. “I’m about to cum,” he announced. He opened his eyes and stared at his lover. “Cum with me, baby!” He raised himself to his knees while his hips continued to thrust forward. He grabbed a hold of her legs and positioned her legs so they can drape over his forearms. With her legs now draped over his arms, his hips changed the pace.



“Oh Gah—



Rain’s voice trailed off as her orgasm exploded within her. She clutched at her tits and pinched at her nipples to intensify her pleasure. This was her second climax and it was her strongest. Her eyes were clenched shut. Her vision was blinded by a white light that faded into a murky shade of red and then to black. Her upper body tremor while the muscles in her legs tightened. Her vocal chords vibrated as she loudly screamed. Then, abruptly, there was a ripple of movement inside of her canal and her body felt empty. She opened her eyes to find Kendrick kneeling in front of her with his dick in his hand. His right hand jerked erratically. She heard a loud moan left his mouth as his cock released spurts of hot, thick cum onto her willing body. She stared at the four streams as they left his organ and land on her. Her voluptuous, cinnamon-hued body was decorated with thick, pearlescent jizz.



“Fuck,” he groaned loudly before sitting on his haunches. He placed each of his hands on the tops of his thighs while his head was tilted forward. In this position, he had gone through his post-coital, orgasm-induced high. The living room was filled with the sounds of the television and their rushed breathing.



Once his wits returned, he gingerly made his way over to the unoccupied space that was next to her. Kendrick landed next to her with the grace of a sack of potatoes. He rolled onto his left side and he stared at Rain as she laid next to him. The lovers did not speak at all. They both enjoyed the silence. He was the first person to break the spell by speaking.



“I love you,” he whispered.



Rain turned her head to the left and she stared at Kendrick. Her dark brown eyes were greeted by his dark blue eyes. The corners of her mouth tingled in anticipation. She gave into her desire and smiled at him.



“I love you too, baby” she declared.



Kendrick let out a sigh. He lifted his head, neck and shoulders off of the rug, so he could reach over to where Rain was lying. His right hand clasped the left side of her head before he planted a kiss on her lips. He heard her moan in pleasure. The kissing led to a make-out session, which culminated to the resurrection of their arousal. Rain positioned her tall body on top of Kendrick’s larger frame. She straddled his narrow hips. Her wet, heated cunt brushed against his thick hardness as it lied against his eight-pack. Both lovers groaned at the carnal feelings that arose. Kendrick’s hand clasped onto her left hip and squeezed tighter. Rain grinded her cunt against him and lathered his cock with the ambrosia from her core.



Once she felt the pull in her lower abdomen, a sign of her climax, Rain took a hold of the base of his cock. She raised her body and slid his turgid member into her warmth. Both people moaned loudly from the smooth insertion.



“Mmm fuck,” groaned Kendrick, savoring the feeling of her inner walls as they contracted and released around his cock. He began to lift his ass off of the rug and tried to shove his member deeper into her core. He heard Rain scream out in pleasure.



Rain loudly moaned at the pleasure that Kendrick was providing her. She gripped his chest and her fingernails dug into his flesh. She allowed her thick and round bottom to meet his thighs while her pussy slapped up against his pelvis. The sounds of their bodies slapping against each other filled the living room. There was soreness that permeated in her pussy, but it was overshadowed by the pleasure. In this position, his cock felt bigger and was tapping points in her that she didn’t think existed. An intense pulsing was created in her cunt and it spread.



“Oh Kendrick,” she moaned. “I’m… Aaaahhh!”



Her climax was strong and harsh. She screamed out her love for him as she rode each wave of her climatic pleasure. Suddenly, she felt like she was airborne. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in the air. She was being carried in Kendrick’s arms. Her legs were straddled against Kendrick’s hips while her front was pressed against his muscled torso. He ended up catapulting her onto the couch. She landed with a shriek which turned into a fit of coquettish-like giggles. Kendrick kneeled on the floor and in front of the couch. He grabbed her ankles and drew her to the edge of the sofa. Her soft ass was pulled off of the couch while her back was lying against the couch’s cushion. He manipulated her legs so she was in a new position. The backs of her thighs were touching the heated flesh of his torso while the backs of her knees were curved over his shoulders. Her calves and her feet were sticking straight in the air. He grabbed a hold of his prick and rubbed his fat member along her wet gash.



“Oh,” she moaned as her fingers knead the soft and heavy mounds of flesh that were her breasts. Her eyes were focused on his hand’s movements.



“You like that?” he groaned with a smile on his face that spoke volumes.



“Uh-huh,” she moaned.



In response, he repetitively tapped his cock’s head against her clit. Her back arched, a loud gasp sliced through the air and her right hand reached down to touch herself. A growl escaped from him.



“Touch yourself for me,” he commanded.



Rain’s fingers sought out her bare pussy and frantically rubbed. Kendrick enjoyed the view. He guided the thick, knot of flesh to her sopping wet opening.



“Spread yourself open for me,” was another one of his demands. “Spread that pussy open for me.”



His eyes watched her fingers touch at her slit. She gave her kitten a few strokes before prying apart her slicked, brown petals to reveal the inner pink folds. He rammed his cock into her pussy so blatantly that she was shocked from the sudden intrusion. Her back arched. Her eyes widened. Her mouth fell open but there wasn’t a single sound emitted from her mouth. Kendrick bent forward and latched onto her left breast. His mouth suckled on her nipple as his cock moved inside of her with short and fast strokes. The melodic sounds of her moaning reached his ears. It was heavenly for him.



His mouth moved off of her left breast to her right breast. He licked and sucked at her ample flesh as his hips doled out thrusts that were quick and slightly rough. Her sounds were frequent now. Her pussy clutched at his dick with a sporadic rhythm. She was going to cum again. His mouth planted a kiss on her chest, where her heart was lying beneath and then withdrew his hardness. Rain whimpered in disappointment. She threw Kendrick a glare with her amber eyes. It was an expression that reminded him of a pouting child.



Kendrick chuckled at her reaction. His right hand gave her left thigh a caress. “Get down to your knees and then turn around,” he instructed.



There was an expression of bewilderment on Rain’s face, for a second. ‘What does he want to do with me?’ she pondered. ‘I hope he doesn’t want to stick his dick inside of my ass!’



“Go on, baby, get on your knees” he ordered.



Rain smirked and then her left eyebrow lifted up. Kendrick traveled a few inches away from the couch. He knew that she needed space to move freely. She slid off of the couch and she kneeled on the hardwood floor. She gave Kendrick a glimpse before she turned away from him. She ended up facing the couch. A few seconds later, she felt his groin press up against her ass. She felt his cock wedged in between her cheeks. She cooed, when his hips grinded against her plush ass in a lascivious manner. She moaned, when his right hand gave each of her brown cheeks a slap. He spread her ass apart to reveal the entryway to her tight channel. His fingertip lightly brushed against her asshole. Her anus clenched tightly once she felt a strong tickling sensation nipping at the tight, ring of muscle. She shrieked in response. Then she let out a scream, when she felt his thick, wet tongue lap at the sensitive area. She was subjected to a long, slow lick.



“OH,” she screamed into the air. “You’re… Oh my fucking… I love it!” she moaned in pleasure. She felt him keeping her exposed to him. His mouth continued to show adoration to her asshole. Rain never heard about this type of pleasure before. She didn’t want him to stop. She winded her waist and proceeded to grind her ass into his face. His tongue made a trail of saliva down the sliver of skin to her pussy. His mouth drank at her cunt, siphoning her nectar into his mouth. “Kendrick, please fuck me,” she begged.



“Say that again,” he requested, after giving her left cheek a bite and a lick.



“Kendrick, please fuck me baby,” she pleaded as she glance over her right shoulder.



“You want me to fuck you?” he asked her with his eyes trained on her while his glans rubbed along her slit.



“Yes,” she moaned.



She moaned louder as he impaled her once again. His hips gave out slow, fluid thrusts that struck deep within her core. The living room was decorated with her moans and declarations of love. Soon, her peak was about to take over. She moaned. Then, the pleasure stopped. She felt his cock withdrew from her warmth.



“What?” she whimpered, in bewilderment.



“Do you love me?” he whispered into her ear.



“What?” she panted.



‘What kind of foolishness?’ her brain shouted out. Rain glanced at Kendrick over her right shoulder. He was staring at her, intently.



“Do you love me?” he repeated his question.



Her pussy lips throbbed and pulsed. Her orgasm was so close. She was so close.



‘Now he wants to play mind games,’ she thought as she rolled her eyes.



“Yes, I love you,” she answered. “Now, get back to fucking me please!”



In response, he gave a chuckle and then his cock gave her a few strokes before slipping out of her wet canal. She growled in irritation. He gave her left ass cheek a hard swat. She moaned. The sting of the slap did nothing but add to the pleasure that she was feeling. She swayed her ass.



“Tell me that you’re staying,” he demanded.



Rain growled once more. ‘Is he fucking serious?’



“Tell me that you’re staying,” he repeated to her.



This time, Kendrick thought that he should add some persuasion by sliding a little bit of his cock into her canal. She grasped at the donated organ with need. She pushed back at him, in an effort of sinking deep onto his pole. He withdrew entirely. She let out a whimper. “Tell me and I’ll continue,” he informed her.



Rain refused to tell him. She still wanted to leave. There was a stand-off occurred between the two of them. As the minutes ticked by, her resolve was cracking. She wanted to cum badly.



“Rain, do—



“I’ll stay!” she announced. She gave him a glimpse. “I’ll stay,” she whimpered.



She felt his arms wrap around her sweat-soaked body. He managed to restrict the movement in her arms while she was in his embrace. His upper body was pressed against her back and he supplied her smaller form with all of his weight. She ended up giving under to the heavy pressure and she was now pressed against the couch’s cushion. She had one side of her face lying against the cushion and the other side pressed against the face of Kendrick. In this odd and constricting position, she felt his body’s act of trembling. She knew that the tremors were the emotion of happiness personified. She knew that she ‘made his day’ with her decision of staying in his home.



“I love you,” she whispered.



Suddenly, she felt her cunt being split open by his hard and heavy cock. Once sheathed, he remained still. She assumed that he was relishing the sensation that her pussy was giving him. She also assumed that he was savoring this moment that was taking place. He was still for a moment, for a few minutes.



“I love you,” Kendrick whimpered into her ear before his cock withdrew from her tight channel. Then he began to move.



“I love you,” she cried out.



Kendrick had gone into an upright position while thrusting, bringing Rain with him. He changed his arms’ positions. He wrapped his left arm around her small waist while his right arm was slightly prone at his side. His right hand clutched her right hip. Her arms lifted in the air and were leisurely wrapped around his thick neck. In this position, Kendrick pressed his face into the deep slope that was in the left side of his neck.



“I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you…” she chanted as she was a recipient of his strong thrusts. In this position, his cock was buried deep inside of her womb. It was an intense feeling. Rain’s vision blurred as the tears fell from her eyes.



Rain felt his body go rigid. His hips started sprouting out erratic thrusts. He bellowed out a loud groan. He applied all of his weight on her back. She buckled under the weight and ended up resting her upper body against the cushion. She didn’t mind the extra weight. She enjoyed the feeling. She didn’t cum, but she didn’t care. She was happy that he was satisfied.



“I love you,” Kendrick whispered into her ear.



With a tilt of his hips, he pulled his prick out of her. She felt the copious amounts of cum spilled out of her and travel down her thighs. She thought about the condition of the area rug. She shifted her weight to each of her knees as she glared down at the floor.



“What’s wrong, baby?” he asked her.



“Your rug,” she answered.



He chuckled. “What about the rug?”



“I am going to ruin your rug,” she told him. She tried to stand up but she couldn’t move at all because Kendrick was still pressed against her. “Kendrick, get up please or at least move out of the way!” she giggled. He let out a groan of disappointment. He ended up moving away from her and settling on the couch. She made a slight movement and there was an ache in her knees. “Ow, shit” she muttered. She felt Kendrick grab her wrist and helped her to her feet. She was able to stand on her feet for a millisecond before she ended up collapsing on the couch. There was no strength inside of her legs. “Just give me a moment,” she giggled.



Kendrick laughed at her. He gave her a kiss before getting up himself. “I’ll be right back,” he announced before leaving the living room. He heard Rain shout “Come back soon” at his retreating form. He chuckled low underneath his voice. He ended up going to his bedroom and to his master bathroom. He procured a washcloth and wet the fabric. Once his task was finished, he returned to the living room.



He returned to the living room, where he found Rain asleep on the couch. She was lying on her left side and was curled into a fetal position. Her arms were folded and tucked close to her body. He took note of the slight smile that graced her lovely lips. He felt his heart raced. He thought she looked beautiful at that moment. He kneeled on the floor, in front of her sleeping body. He gave her a kiss on her forehead.



“I’m not sleepy,” her speech was slurred.



“I can see that, Pookie” he said to her. He heard Rain give out a lazy laugh. He caressed her right thigh. “Can you sit up for me please?”



He watched her gradually leave out of her prone position and sit up. She was now sitting upright on the couch and each of her calves was brushing against his arms. He proceeded to use the wet washcloth and clean Rain. He ran the wet washcloth in between her thighs. She flinched and hissed.



“Are you hurt?” he asked, feeling concerned.



“No, it’s more like I am sore…” she informed him. “Pookie,” she giggled.



Kendrick smirked. “All right, I want to make sure, Sugar Bum.”



Rain smiled. “If I am hurt, I’ll let you know, Sweet Dick,” she stated with a smile on her face.



“That’s good to know,” he told her. “I like to make sure that my baby and my Dick Mitten down there are okay—



Rain broke out in raucous laughter. She laughed so hard that she let out wheezing gasp. There were tears rolling down her face and she clutched her stomach. She lied back down on the cushion.



“Okay, okay, you’ve won that battle!”



************



The sounds of wind chimes singing was the source that pulled Kendrick from his sleep. He opened one cornflower eye and surveyed his bedroom. He listened to the noise. As he lied in his bed, he did a half-assed search for the source. He discovered the source, which was Rain’s cell phone. He slipped out of his bed and walked around to the other side of the bed. He walked up to the nightstand, where he phone was located. He answered the call.



“Hello,” Kendrick had spoken into the phone. His voice was raw.



“Good morning, I am calling from the Triple-A. I am looking for Rain Hadley,” said the man.



“I am her husband,” Kendrick stated so causally. Referring to Rain as his wife gave him a thrill.



“Hello, Mr. Hadley…”



Hearing the address caused Kendrick to smile in glee from hearing the Triple-A’s employee unknowing snafu.



“… I am calling because I am on my way to your home to pick up your wife’s vehicle. Being that my shop is in Logan and you’re at the Snow Crest Resort, which is in Parks, it is going to take me close to two hours to get there,” the driver notified him.



“Mmm-hmm,” his eyes drifted to the sleeping beauty that was lying in the bed. He smiled at the acknowledgement that she was his woman. “…well, there is no rush from our behalf so take your time,” Kendrick informed him.

“Before I can take the car, I need for your wife to take out any valuables out of the car. Plus, I need some other things…”



Kendrick and the tow truck driver converse for a few more minutes. After his conversation, Kendrick had prepared for his day. He recalled the events that occurred earlier that day as he did his morning rituals. Everything that occurred during the wee hours of that morning was things that he has fantasized about since his teen years. He had been in like, in love, in lust and everything in between with Rain since he was a kid. He has been amazed by her for a long time, even during the times when she wasn’t nice to him. When she felt sad and hurt, so did he. When she was happy, so was he. He loved her. Even his parents had known, which was why they had given Kendrick their blessings after he told them about his plans for this week. His parents, then, told him to bring Rain to their house so they could celebrate.



Kendrick entered his closet, after his time in the bathroom. He walked over to the ceiling-to-floor length, shoe organizer. He scanned the shelves in search for a particular pair of shoes. He found the pair, a pair of polished wing-tip shoes. They were residing in a shelf that was located in the middle of the litany of stacked shelves. He reached into the cubby hole and produced a small, blue box. He opened the box and peered at the content that was inside. He stared at the diamond engagement ring. He bought the ring, a month ago. When he bought the ring, he knew that he was going to reveal his secrets to Rain, during her vacation. At the time, he hoped that she wasn’t going to hate him. He also hoped that she wouldn’t dislike the ring.



‘I really hope she doesn’t hate the ring,’ he concluded as closed the case.



According to his mother and to the jeweler that had shown Kendrick this ring, it was perfect and it appealed to every woman. The band was made from white gold. There were nineteen emerald-cut diamonds that were embedded in the band. There were three larger, emerald-cut diamonds in the center of the band. The largest diamond out of the trio was set in the middle while the two smallest were accompanying the sides. Inside of the band, there is an engraving. He read the inscription.



“From the 55 year-old, middle school teacher,” he muttered. He laughed.



He trekked back into his bedroom. He dressed into a pair of black jeans, a pair of his boots and a long-sleeved sweater. He stood by Rain’s bed side. He gazed down at her as she slept. She was naked and was hardly covered by the blanket and the sheets that were on the bed. Her curvy and lust-inspiring body was on display. His dick fattened with arousal as he gazed down at her. He adjusted himself. He crawled onto the bed and lied next to her. He had taken his index finger and gently swiped at the bridge of her nose. She let out a sigh and brushed at her face. He repeated his action. She scratched at her nose. He laughed softly.



“Wake up, sleepy-head” he spoke softly.



Rain let out a moan and then a grunt. She rolled onto her back and grunted loudly as she stretched her limbs. She rolled onto her left side. She opened her eyes and stared at him. A smile graced her mouth.



“Good morning, what’s up Pookie?” she said softly.



“Well, Dick Mittens—



Her laughter interrupted his statement. She stopped laughing and gazed at him. “It’s Dick Mitten, not Mittens,” she corrected him.



“Sorry, Dick Mitten, you need to get up. The tow truck driver is on his way—



“Oh” she gasped. She sat upright and then she rapidly slipped out of the bed. “What time did he call? How long is he going to be? Did he say that he was going to be long?” She ran to the other side of the room and entered the closet.



Rain entered the closet and ran over to where she had arranged her clothes. She let out a sigh of relief. She silently thanked herself for unpacking her clothes during one of their breaks. Opening up different drawers, she pulled out different items of clothes. As she dressed, she thought about the events that occurred during the previous hours.



After their sexual interlude that happened in the living room, Kendrick and Rain had traveled to his bedroom along with her luggage. They ended up spending a few hours talking and making love before falling asleep. They woke up a few hours later to the sound of the front door slamming shut. She assumed that it was the housemates returning after their club-hopping excursion. Then, she fell asleep again.



Rain thought about Kendrick. Her heart felt like it was slamming against her chest. She knew that she was in love with him. She admitted to herself that it felt slightly weird to think of Kendrick as being EvilKidKneeVeil57. But, she knew as long as she was around him, she’ll be all right.



After getting dressed, Rain left the walk-in closet and entered the bedroom. Kendrick was in the process of making the king-sized bed. She sat on the edge of the mattress. She slipped her pair of Timberland boots on her feet.



“Did they tell you what time that they would be here?” she asked, as she bent over to tie the laces on her shoes.



“In two hours” was Kendrick’s answer.



Rain glanced over her left shoulder to stare at her boyfriend. “In two hours, why did you wake me up, if they were going to be here in two hours? We could’ve been sleeping right now. Or… We could’ve been doing… You know,” she suggested.



Kendrick smiled. He stacked the pillows on the bed. “I woke you up for a couple of reasons. One, I thought you might want to get up early so you can get dress and shower. I thought that you wouldn’t have been too happy handling your business with bed hair and morning breath.” He made sure that the corners of the blanket and the sheets were equally tucked. “And two: I wanted for you to be awake, so I could ask you a question…” Rain noticed Kendrick nod his head towards the foot of the bed.



She turned her attention to the direction that he was nodding. She saw an object sitting in the middle of the bed. The object was a navy-colored, velvet box that was suitable for a ring. The box was opened. Inside of the box, there was a diamond ring.



‘Oh my…’ her brain managed to speak.



Rain stared at Kendrick. He was still standing at the side of the bed. He was watching her. His blue eyes was focused intently on her. His arms were folded across his broad chest. His bottom lip was tucked inside of his mouth, which made his dimples more pronounced.



“Kendrick,” she sighed.



“Rain, I have a question to ask you.”



*************



Rain stood in the doorway of the front door. She was watching two men chat in the driveway. One man was the two truck driver and the other man was her fiancée. She said yes to his marriage proposal. She knew that they will be hurdles for the both of them. She was aware that her family and her friends are not going to be happy about her sudden engagement. But, she will face each challenge head on.



Rain walked further into the foyer. She was now cold. She walked to the kitchen, where she made two cups of coffee. Grabbing one cup of coffee, she sat at the island counter. As she savored the taste of Columbian Roast, she saw Elena and Cody enter the kitchen. She watched Elena’s eyes widen and joy erupt on her face.



“Rain, you’re here!” she shrieked. The woman ran over to Rain and gave the woman a fierce hug. “I’m happy that you decided to stay! Yay, I am so happy—



“Elena, baby, let her go!” laughed Cody. “You’re about to suffocate her!”



“Oh, I’m sorry,” Elena apologized to Rain. She released Rain from her tight grip.



“I am glad to see that you’ve decided to stay. Is there any more coffee?” asked Cody.



Rain gave him the cup that she made for Kendrick. Cody gave her a short ‘thanks’ before taking a seat on a bar stool that was on the other side of the island counter. Elena had walked over to the location of the coffee machine.



“So where is the Wild Boy? You didn’t kill him last night, did you?” Cody asked Rain with a smirk on his face.



“No, I didn’t kill him,” she chuckled. She had taken a sip of her coffee. “He’s outside speaking to the tow truck driver who is here to take my car.”



“Speaking of which, what happened to your car?” asked Elena.



“Kendrick slashed the tires,” Rain informed the both of them.



Cody did a genuine spit-take with his hot beverage and it caused both women to laugh at him. Before any one of them could ask for more information, Rain explained the situation to the couple.



“Wow, he really loves you,” stated Cody sarcastically, which caused Rain to throw a wadded-up napkin at him. He laughed at her and then tossed the same balled up napkin at her.



All of a sudden, a high-pitched scream ripped through the kitchen. The outburst caused both Cody and Rain to spill their coffee.



“Shit—



“What in the hell is wrong?” Cody muttered.



Rain left her seat and walked over to the sink, where a dry dish towel was located over the sink. She grabbed the towel and traveled back to the island countertop. She proceeded to clean up the mess.



Cody stared at his girlfriend. “Elena, what in the hell is wrong with you, woman?”



Elena was jumping up and down. Her olive toned face was flushed with a blush. There was a broad smile on her face. She was pointing at Rain, in particular to her left hand. Rain knew what she was pointing at. She glanced down at her hand.



“Oh,” she muttered as she glanced down at her engagement ring.



“Oh my God, did he propose to you, Rain?” shouted Elena.



Rain stared at Elena and gave her a smile. “Yes,” she answered with a head nod.



Elena let out a squeal and ran over to where she was sitting. Once again, she placed Rain in a tight hug. Both women laughed. They began to chatter about the moment when Kendrick proposed. Cody just rolled his eyes and continued to drink his coffee.



“Congratulations, Rain” Cody told her. “And by the way…” Both women stared at Cody. “… Ever since it is Wild Boy who is really the ass-kicking Marine, I know that I can kick his ass!”



“Whose ass is Cody is pretending that he can kick?”



Everyone turned to the doorway to see Iggy walking into the kitchen. Cody pursed his lips and then rolled his eyes. Iggy walked to the coffee maker and made a cup of coffee.



“Wild Boy and Rain are engaged!” announced Elena to Iggy.



“Jesus, Elena” Cody said to her. “Maybe Rain wanted to tell him,” Cody said to his girlfriend.



Elena realized her snafu. She cupped her hands over her mouth. “Oh, I’m sorry, Rain.”



“It’s all right, Elena. Iggy already knows about it,” Rain notified her. “Kendrick told me about a chat that happened last night on the balcony,” Rain informed Iggy, after he gave her a questionable look. He gave her a smirk. He walked over to Rain and placed his arm on her shoulders, in an embrace.



“I think that I might have to have a talk with my friend. He is breaking all kinds of Man Codes by discussing our private conversations with you,” Iggy quipped.



“Whatever you say, Esteban!” she said to him. He gave her ponytail a gentle tug.



“Ow! I am glad to know that you haven’t change since our days in pre-school!” She punched him on his arm. Everyone laughed.



Eventually the two men left the kitchen, leaving the women alone in the kitchen. They proceeded to converse.



“So, you’re moving to Colorado?” Elena asked.



“Yes,” Rain said to her. “I already know that I am going to miss my home, my job, my friends, my family and other things, but I am not regretting anything. When I first saw the ring…” Rain made a glimpse at the item. “… I did become scared. But then, I realized that was my cowardice speaking to me. I love Kendrick too much. I know that we should take it slow and make our engagement a two-year thing, but I don’t think we can. This morning, we decided that it should take me about two months to be able to handle my business in New York…” Rain had taken a sip of coffee. “He wants to start making some babies,” she giggled. “I told him… You know what, right now I am babbling like a fool. I need to shut up.”



The women laughed.



“Despite your babbling, I do think that you are making sense,” Elena interjected.



“Thank you. I tried my best,” Rain stated in a giggle.



“So, have you discussed about starting a family?”



“Somewhat, we made a few references to becoming parents. He wants to fill this house up with kids—



“This place has twelve bedrooms though. He plans on keeping your oven full,” joked Elena.



Rain giggled. “Yes, it is his fantasy. I had to tell him that we can compromise on that baby thing. I want to have some babies, but I don’t want to create an entire football team!” Both women laughed.



“Did you tell Carol, your sister, about the engagement?” asked Elena.



“Yes, I did tell her and she was shocked. Then, her shock gave away and then she was amused, once I told her who EvilKidKneeVeil was. Then she became super excited.”



The women continued to chatter. The latest conversation is temporarily halted when Georgina, Delilah, Joshua and Iris enter the kitchen. The two groups of people briefly glance at each other. The group of four friends strolled across the kitchen and sat at the eating table.



Elena and Rain resumed talking.



“Are you going to let your future sister-in-law in on the great news?” Elena asked in a soft voice.



“Now, where’s the fun in announcing that news. I prefer that she learned about it through an ordinary conversation,” Rain notified her newfound friend. Rain gave a smirk and then a wink.



“Oh, I am soooooo tired,” Georgina obnoxiously announced.



Elena glanced over her right shoulder. “Thanks for the update,” she said to Georgina. “Here’s a tip: go back to bed.”



Georgina chose to ignore Elena. “Mmmm, Delilah, what should we do today? Oooh, I know what we should do? We should go back to the Gucci store. I saw a great dress in there. It would look sexy on you—



“Hey, um, Georgina…” Joshua stated with apprehension. “Don’t you think that you should be saving up your money, ever since Wild Boy has tossed you out of his place?”



Georgina let out a giggle. “Joshua, did you honestly believe what Wild Boy said last night? He was bluffing. He did it to show face in front of his friends. Don’t worry, I am going back to my townhouse and I am still going to live my life.”



“Keep on believing that lie, Georgina. You’re going to be shock as hell, when you return home.”



Everyone stared at the kitchen’s entryway.



Kendrick stood in the doorway for a second. He was glaring at his sister. He hated seeing the smug expression on her face. He wanted to wipe that look off of her face and make her eat a large slice of humble pie.



“I’ve already called dad and he begrudgingly is allowing you to move back into their house. But, he stated that you have a three-month deadline to get your shit together,” he reported to his sister as he walked further into the kitchen.



“Bullshit, I know that you’re bluffing,” stated Georgina.



“Yeah, I can tell that he’s lying,” added Delilah.



“And I can smell a gold-digging, skank too,” Kendrick declared. “If you two don’t believe me, Georgina can call our dad. He’ll tell you the same thing. If you don’t want…” Kendrick walked over to the island counter. He stood behind Rain and placed his arms around her, in an embrace. “… To stay with mom and dad, then you can stay with Aunt Johnny and Uncle Jackie. But, I don’t think that you will like living in the boondocks in Upstate.”



Kendrick glared at Delilah.



“I advise you to keep away from there, Delilah. If my Aunt Johnny thinks that you are flirting with her husband, you will be taking buckshot out of your bony ass,” he warned her.



Delilah flicked her middle finger at him. He gave his sister’s friend a smile, as a reply. Then he turned his attention to his fiancée. He pressed his lips against her left temple as a sign of a kiss.



“Hey baby” he greeted her.



Rain’s breathing quickened once she felt his soft lips. She glanced up at her love. She smiled at him. “I love you,” she told him.



He smiled and gave her another kiss. He whispered his love in her ear. As he spoke to her, Rain trained her eyes on Iris, who was sitting across the room and was witnessing her interaction with Kendrick. She watched the smug smile that she entered the kitchen with on her face disappear. Her pretty, fair-skinned face had gone paler. Her blue eyes were widened with shock at first and then they have gone glossy with unshed tears. She was devastated.



Afterwards, Rain glanced at Elena, who was staring at her. The two exchanged looks with each other. Elena had peered over her right shoulder and stared at Iris. She stared at the woman for a few seconds before re-focusing on Rain. She noticed that there was a mischievous glint in the Irish woman’s eyes.



Rain felt Kendrick massage her shoulders. He gave her another kiss, but this one was planted on her cheek. She giggled. She glanced up at him. “What are you doing? Are you returning the favor?” she said to him, feeling amused.



Kendrick laughed. “I would love to give you a massage. But, I have some other plans for you tonight. We’re going out tonight.”



“Oh really, where are we going?”



“Someplace nice and you are going to have to put that dress back on—



“Oh, so you did like my dress?”



Kendrick unexpectedly let out a high-pitched giggle, which earned a chortle from Rain. The laughter ended with the lovers kissing.



“Awww, look at the happy couple! You guys are only engaged and you’re acting like newlyweds!” Elena said enthusiastically while being obnoxious. Rain and Kendrick stared at Elena with intrigue. She smiled in response.



“YOU’RE ENGAGED!” Georgina roared.



Everyone stared at the woman. The eyes left off of Georgina briefly to glare at Iris, who ran out of the kitchen while trying to control her sobs. Joshua chased after her.



“HOW IN THE HELL ARE YOU TWO ENGAGED? THE LAST TIME I’VE CHECKED, YOU TWO WEREN’T SPEAKING TO EACH OTHER! HOW—



“It’s simple: a man gets down on one of his knees and then asks a woman to marry him?” stated Cody as he entered the kitchen.



“Shut up, Cody! You two—



“Georgina, can you just shut up please?” Iggy said to her as he strolled past the table. He walked over to the other side of the room and leaned up against the wall. “I had to hear your nonsensical, gullible and incessant pestering all throughout the night. So, shut up!”



Georgina glared at Iggy and then sat down quietly.



“Rain, we have to go now,” Kendrick announced to her.



“Alright,” she said as she stood up from the stool.



“Alright guys, Rain and I are going into town to get her car fix. We’ll be back in a few hours. As for tonight, don’t make any plans because we are going out tonight to celebrate,” Kendrick announced to his friends. The kitchen was filled with applause from Iggy, Cody and Elena while Georgina and Delilah just silently fumed.



Kendrick turned his attention to Rain. “Are you ready, beautiful?”



Rain stared at Kendrick. In a span of a second, she imagined that his face was going to be the one that she would be seeing as she experience her important milestones. His handsome face was going to be the object that she would focus on as she marches down the church’s aisle on her way to the altar. His face would be one of the first things that she was going to see after she wakes up in the morning. Kendrick’s face was going to one that she was going to look for, after she brings their children into the world. She also knew that his face was going to the one that was going to be by her side throughout the years. She knew that his face was going to change, as well as her face, as they become older. But, Rain knew that it was going to be the same man that she will love forever.



She smiled at Kendrick and then gave him a kiss.

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