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Chapter 1: Two-timers and Depression

The young man strolled into the nightclub. Flashing lights and dancing bodies attacked his eyes straight away. On the podiums, stood scantily clad women that danced and writhed like the seductive snakes they were, pulling men into their trap for the night.

Straight away, a young blonde attached herself to his arm and whispered in his ear, "I thought you weren't coming baby. Now, let's have some fun!"

They reached the packed dance floor as Ke$ha's "Die Young" started playing.

She saw him out of the corner of her eye. 'Why is he so sexy? Those tight jeans, that ripped shirt and those beautiful eyes...' It was an understatement to say that she had a crush on him. After that night, she realized she was in love with him. I mean, when you wake up to see your crush, naked beneath you, it takes a toll on you. She kept it a secret from him. She ran away before he woke up. You would, wouldn't you?

And now, she watched him kiss and stroke the girl in his embrace; it was obvious they only wanted to get in each others pants.

"Here's your beer. Merry Christmas." The bartender gave her a drink as she hesitantly took a small sip. Should she? Especially with her... Predicament? Illness? No, she couldn't think of it that way! But it was both a good thing and a bad thing! How would she take care of herself? She had no family, no friends. Just her and an empty, rundown apartment. 'Why can't he be mine?'

Then, it happened. As her love excused himself for the bathroom, the blonde who acted as his date, moved to the other side of the room full of the horny (young and old).

She straddled the first guy in the booth: a young, muscular man with short brown hair and hazel eyes that began to stroke her in such a fashion that it not possible for us to record it. They began to kiss for a few minutes, until the young man came back from his break. He looked around for her, without really moving his head; just his deep blue eyes. His "date" was one step ahead of him: she pulled her new boyfriend on top of her so that he wouldn't be able to see her!

Giving up, the young man took a seat next to our distressed damsel. "Get me a beer." He commanded the bartender. The bald man soon slid a bottle over to him as he took a long swig. The girl took a swig of her bottle too, except not for as long.

He stole a glance at her and smirked, "Why're you looking so glum babe?"

She shook her head and whispered, "I know what you're doing; I'm not going with you."

He chuckled. "You're clever. But who said anything about sex?"

"I know what you're like. Just because your new girlfriend went off with another guy doesn't mean I'm suddenly available."

His sexy little smirk faltered, "What are you talking about?"

"She's over there. With the muscular brunette." Her voice started out monotone, but as she pointed the blonde out, it began to crack up and she felt a lump in her throat. She felt a tear come to her eye. He was probably going to leave her now and drag his "girlfriend" off to his place.

"What?" He looked over to see her statement come true. "Whatever." He looked down at his lap as the girl dried her non-existant tears away. "So, you haven't been here for a long time. What've you been up to?"

She stared at him, confused. "Why do you care?"

"I wanna know why you weren't here. You're always here 'n' I thought something happened to you. You always seem to be drinking away your sorrows so I assumed you mitthe took the easy way out and committed."

"Excuse me?!" She stared at him incredulously but he seemed to be rather serious.

"Well sorry, but that's what I think of you..."

"Fuck off you freak! I'm not like that. Just get away from me before I slit your neck with a beer bottle!"

"Fine!" He stood up and walked off, leaving the bouncing club. Realizing her mistake, she quickly left nine hundred yen for the beer and ran after him.

"Hey, wait up!" She finally caught up as she sighed, "Look, I'm sorry for being grouchy. I'm struggling with rent and bills and I'm also frazzled and confused about something else too. If you still wanna talk, I'm up for it."

He simply stared into her eyes and replied, "Well... Where should we go? Your place?"

Her eyes widened as she stuttered, "No way! I'm pretty sure your place is better than mine."

"Well ok, but you're not leaving me." He smirked again as he snaked an arm around her waist.

Her eyebrows furrowed. "I'm not staying the night with you!" She screeched. As much as she loved him, she wasn't going to sleep with him again!

"Well, I'm not letting you get raped at this time of night. My neighborhood is like sin city." He shrugged.

"You and me both." And the two began walking in the falling snow...

His grip around her waist tightened. "Watch out, there's a lot of snatchers here: especially around Christmas time."

She huddled into his warm shoulder and held the hand around her waist.

Suddenly, she was thrown against a brick wall and her lips were attacked! She calmed when she realized it was only her "friend." He soon pulled away from her, pouting. "Don't want anyone to think you're not my date, would we? I'd be told to share and that can't happen. We're not having having sex anyway..." He whispered, pretending he was biting her earlobe.

She played along and moaned. She then whispered in his ear, "Thanks for sparing me."

"No problem." He said, before their lips were caught in a flurry of passion.

When they reached his small apartment, they were still kissing and caressing each other as they sat on the bed. Soon, most of their clothes were lying on the floor, forgotten, while their wearers committed one of the deadliest sins: lust.

He had just ripped off her black bra and started kissing her soft breasts. "Someone's excited..."

"Speak for yourself!" She could feel his erection through his tight pants and now, it was pushing against her naked thigh. They kissed again, this time softer. "I thought you said I wasn't going to bed with you?" She teased, raising an eyebrow and running her hands through his thick hair.

"Well, people change their minds don't they?"

She glanced at his toned chest, smirked at him and started off by kissing his lips and trailing down his neck. She then kissed his chest and stomach, leading towards his manhood...

He threw his head back in pleasure as her soft, smooth tongue teased him; short strokes across his head made him go crazy as he pushed her closer to his throbbing sex. She managed to take him whole in her mouth and was proud of her accomplishment. He fell back on the bed and groaned.

'God, that was sexy...' She thought, bobbing her head on his length.

He pulled her back up to him after a while and kissed her, square on the mouth. Their tongues intertwined, lips pushed and pulled, hands roamed and moans were released. The young man rolled over so that he was on top. He pulled away for air as his hands reached her matching black panties. He dragged them off and stroked the soft lips beneath his fingertips. She moaned and asked for more, he could only comply. Two fingers slid in and out, mimicking the actions of sex. The girl moaned even louder as her orgasm slid closer and closer...

"You naughty girl... I thought you would have been a virgin."

"STOP!" Her eyes widened as she realized what they were doing. She grabbed his wrist in an iron grip and screamed again, "Stop!"

"Why? I thought you liked this..." He attempted to kiss her again but she pulled away and stared at him in disgust.

"Just don't! I don't like that. It... hurt." She hurriedly thought of an answer and just blurted it out as she jumped off the bed and picked up her clothes.

He grabbed his boxers and slid them on, his erection standing out. He then grabbed her from behind as she was hurriedly slipping her bra back on and said, "Don't leave. Not now, it's too late!"

"No! I'm not going to stay here and be taken advantage of! I came here to talk." She hissed as a tear fell from her eye; his grip on her waist was hurting and she was getting scared now. What was she going to do?

He buried his head in her short, fluffy hair, whispering to her, "Don't go. I'm not letting you go. Not at this time..."

She'd had enough. "Fine! Just let go!"

He obliged to her wish and asked, "I know it didn't hurt you. Why did you make me stop?"

They sat back down on the double bed, as the girl wiped away her tears. "You're right... It didn't hurt. The thing is this has happened before. You and me."

"What? When?"

"Last month. More specifically six weeks ago."

He moved so that he was sitting up against the wooden headboard and pulled her into his lap. "What's so bad about that? Every girl I've had sex with always wants more. Why not you?"

She buried her head into his neck and hugged him tightly. She didn't want to let go but she had a feeling that he would make her leave when she told him the gut wrenching news. "The thing is... I'm..."

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