"Randy, meet my girlfriend Suzanne," Seth said.

Randy froze completely as he saw her smile at him. There was nothing warm in that smile. Just a cold, sinister smile that showed him she remembered him all too well. If he had known Seth's girlfriend was the same Suzanne he had known many years ago, he would have stayed far away from catering or anywhere else she might be allowed to go in the arena.

"Hi Randy," she said. "Long time, no see."
"Wait, you know each other?" Seth asked.
"It was many years ago. Randy used to be friends with my parents when I was 11, right, Randy?" She stared at him.
"I don't really remember," Randy avoided her gaze.
"I do," she said. "I remember everything."

Randy shifted awkwardly on his feet. He usually had everything under control but he couldn't control this. He couldn't control the past and he most certainly couldn't control her. Not anymore.

"Tell me," Seth looked at her.
"I told you my dad owned a gym when I was a child. Randy started using it and my dad started taking Randy home," she said.
"No need to tell them that old, boring story," Randy said.
"I wouldn't call it boring," she moved her eyes away from Seth and back to Randy. "Randy came into my life at a time where I felt so lost. My parents were always fighting which eventually led to their divorce, and they forgot about me so Randy took over. He became a big brother figure."
"Really?" Seth asked.
"He started to take care of me. He would tuck me in at night and tell me bedtime stories. Remember, Randy? Those stories you used to tell about the little girl about to enter the adult world?" She asked.
"No, I don't remember," Randy turned around. "I gotta go. Hunter needs me."

He nearly stormed out of the room, trying to get away fast. He could only hope she wouldn't continue the story in front of all his co-workers. He had never thought the past would come back to bite him in the ass but she was there, sinking her teeth in, and he knew she wasn't about to let go again.

Seth waited with opening the conversation again until later that night when they were back in their hotel room.

"So," he said as he kissed up her leg. "You know Randy."
"Really, Seth? You're trying to make me think about another man when I'm in bed with you?" She asked.
"No, I was thinking I could make you tell me anything while I'm driving you insane," he said.
"You got high thoughts about yourself," she laughed.

He licked up her inner thigh which made her moan as always.

"Really?" He chuckled back. "So you're telling me I don't know exactly what to do to make you beg?"
"Seth, please," she grabbed his hair. "Right now I need to feel that tongue of yours."
"Oh, you need it?" He taunted before running it up through her folds once.
"Yes, I god damn need it!" She said annoyed. "Either use it or I'll knee you in the face."
"Easy, darling," he laughed. "So how much information is one lick worth?"
"Forget it!" She growled.

She pushed herself free from him and he just stared in wonder as she got back into her underwear, denim shorts and sweater.

"Hey, what's going on?" He asked.

He reached for her but she just gave him a hard stare before moving towards the door.

"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Out!" She shouted.

The door slammed behind her and even though he jumped into his boxers fast and ran out out in the hallway, she was gone. He had no idea what had just gone wrong so fast but he knew it had something to do with Randy. He hurried back in the room to get fully dressed before leaving it again.