"What's wrong?" Jessica asked. Rachel looked up. She had been staring at the ground for a while now, thinking about Paulo.
"Oh, nothing..." Rachel said. Her friends sitting around here weren't convinced.
"Thinking about mister catslut again?" Madison asked. Rachel punched her on her shoulder. "He's not a slut! He's a caring, loving young man," she yelled. "I'll take that as a yes," Madison said, rubbing her shoulder. "Maybe..."
Rachel had been hit quite hard by the news of Paulo getting together with Daisy. Although at first their relationship was purely physical, Rachel had fallen for Paulo quite some time ago. Once she had convinced herself that she didn't want to get serious with him, stating that she wanted kids and a family, but she wasn't so convinced any more. No, Rachel had been wanting more. She had always known that Paulo had felt something special for Daisy, but she never guessed she was special to him this way. When Lucy came back and started dating Mike, Rachel was incredibly happy Paulo's old crush was now off the menu. In her mind, Lucy had been the limiting factor in their relationship. Sadly, this hadn't turned out to be the case. Paulo had been consoling Daisy more and more and was spending less and less time hanging out with Rachel. He said he still wanted to be friends, but their friends-with-benefits scheme just didn't work out now that he had Daisy. Rachel had told him she'd like to still be friends, but she was getting doubts about that. It was hard on her to see him so happy with another woman. She blamed herself for all this. She should have made her feelings more clear when she had the chance. She shouldn't have just idly stood by as Paulo tried chatting up girl after girl. She had given him the idea she was completely fine with anything he might do with someone else. She shouldn't have...
"Leave her alone, Maddie," Jess said. "I was only teasing..." Madison complained. Rachel stepped in. "It's fine guys, it's just... hard." From behind, two large hands wrapped around her.
"Awww, it's gonna be okay Rach, we're here for you!" Matt said, hugging her from behind. Her other friends joined them in a group hug centred around Rachel. He was right. She was gonna be all right.
One thought lingered though. What could she have done better? Was there still a chance for her? Did Paulo ever feel the same way she did? Rachel couldn't just walk up to Paulo and ask. Normally, she'd ask Daisy, since she had always been like his little sister, but that was no longer an option. The girl decided that if she wanted to know an answer to her questions, she needed to go to next item on Paulo's friend list: David.
Rachel appreciated David. She admired his careless, happy-go-lucky lifestyle. He didn't have a care in the world and he enjoyed life, not affected by his friends' relationship drama. Although rumour had it that he and Sue were together now, he had always denied having any romantic involvement. Sue was a very private person, so she didn't answer her questions regardless of whether the rumours were true or not. Rachel had her suspicions, but didn't completely believe everything she heard until she saw some proof. She couldn't blame Sue to be honest. If it wasn't for Paulo, Rachel surely would have been all over his best friend. Aside from his fun personality, there were other things that would make him a great partner. Over a year ago, a girl claimed to have snuck into the boys locker room after gym class. From that day onwards, stories about David's enormous manliness had spread throughout the school gossip network like wildfire. Rachel shook her perverse head. This dry spell was starting to affect her brain. This stuff wasn't important now. She needed to talk to him and it wouldn't be very helpful if she was fantasizing about him while she did.
After school was finished, Rachel decided to go look for David. She needed answers, and she needed them sooner rather than later. As she walked out with her usual friend group, she encountered Mike and Lucy.
"Hey guys," she greeted them. The couple turned around, slightly annoyed that she had interrupted their precious conversation. "Do you know where David went? I need to ask him something," Rachel asked, explaining why she was bothering them.
"I think he went to the park," Mike said.
"He's probably with Sue," Lucy added.
Rachel knew the way. "Thanks guys," she said as she walked off. She said goodbye to her friends and set off towards the park. Just a few blocks away from Roseville High, there was a large nature reserve, colloquially known as "the park". It featured hills, woods, streams and even a small waterfall. If he was there and he had gone into the woods, there was no way she would ever be able to find him. Walking over the field in front of the park, she saw countless people wandering about, but no sign of David. She strolled along the treeline for a while, looking around to see if she could see him. She was about to give up hope and go home when she saw Sue appearing from the bushes. Sue was limping slightly and had a satisfied smile on her face. Rachel ran up to her.
"Hey, Sue!" she said as she neared the girl. Sue turned around and tried to remove the grin on her face.
"O-oh, hey Rachel," she said. "What's up?" Rachel looked around to see if she was with someone, but she appeared to be alone.
"I'm looking for David, is he around somewhere?" Sue squinted.
"Why is that?" she asked, more suspiciously than Rachel had expected.
"I want to ask him something about Paulo," she said, looking away to hide her face, "something I can't ask him directly."
Sue sighed. "In that case, he's over there," she said, waving her arm towards the bushes she had just come from. "I don't know if he can tell you what you want to hear though," she said. There was still a slight hint of suspicion in her voice, but she was cooperative enough for Rachel. The small dog didn't want to start a fight, so she decided not to ask any more questions.
"Thanks, Sue, see you tomorrow," she said, forcing herself to sound happy and waving her goodbye.
"Yeah, see you tomorrow," Sue responded much less excited.
Rachel walked in the direction Sue had pointed out to her. She couldn't see much through the thick underbrush. Slowly, she made her way through the trees and bushes. Soon she reached a secluded glade. A stream ran through the middle of it, and in that stream was David. He was laying on his back in the water, his backpack tossed to the side. As Rachel walked closer, she noticed it looked like he was cleaning himself in the fresh water. From a distance, she called out to him. David looked up from the clear water and waved to Rachel. Rachel sped up her pace and soon enough she was standing beside him.
"What's up, Rach?" David asked when she was close enough.
"I want to ask you something," Rachel responded. Only now Rachel noticed that David wasn't wearing any trunks. She also noticed the locker room rumours were true. David caught her gaze and covered himself.
"Oh, sorry," he said, not very embarrassed at all, "what's it about?" Rachel looked back up into his deep, brown eyes.
"I... wanted to ask you something... about Paulo," she explained. David nodded and climbed out of the stream. Water fell across his body, accentuating his strong physique. No, bad Rachel. This wasn't the time for that. Rachel should wait with these thoughts till she was in the bathtub.
"What about him?" David asked as he dried himself next to her.
Rachel explained everything. How she had been feeling stronger about Paulo. How she had been wanting to ask him for more. How she felt when Lucy got together with Michael. How she felt when he and Daisy became a couple. And finally, she asked the burning question she never dared to ask. "Has he ever felt the same way I do?" David sat down. He rubbed his chin, taking a moment to think. Nervously, Rachel awaited his answer. If anyone knew how Paulo felt, it had to be David.
David had not expected this. He had just cleaned himself up after helping Sue with her desires. The whole idea of coming here was to enjoy some fresh air together in private. Rachel must have been very serious to go look for him here. He couldn't just send her away, so he listened to her story. Rachel was more serious with Paulo than he had feared initially. Under the guise of their mutually beneficial relationship, Rachel's undying lust had turned into love, even though she had already realised her love was never to be returned. Had she just stuck to fooling around with Paulo, she wouldn't be feeling this bad. Now she had come to David for confirmation of what she already knew. David felt bad for her, but it was her own fault. She had been with Paulo way too much to be friends with benefits. She had to learn to have some restraint. If she had taken things slower, she could have prevented falling for him. She could have just let Paulo be happy with Daisy (because that was obviously best for Paulo). David had an idea to tame her lust. Besides, this was a good opportunity to test the recent improvements he made to his watch.
"No," his answer simply was. Tears welled up in Rachel's eyes. David held her as she started sobbing. He felt bad that he couldn't provide any immediate happiness like he could with Sue. No, he must help her, but she probably would not appreciate his help at first. It was for her own good though.
When Rachel stopped sobbing, she took a step back, releasing herself from David's comforting arms. "Thanks," she said, wiping away the last tears from her eyes.
"You know," David said, "I can help you if you want." Of course, Rachel didn't understand. Yet.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Hold on," David said as he walked over to his backpack. He rummaged through it for a few seconds and then held his golden watch into the air. This posed more questions than it answered.
"What's that?" Rachel asked. David didn't respond. With a flash, he put her under. Patiently, he waited until Rachel looked relaxed enough for him to begin. The humming of his device echoed through the forest. After a minute or so, David closed his watch and began his task.
"Can you hear me?" he began asking.
"Yes," Rachel answered. Like the other patients David had helped, her voice sounded distant.
"Good," he said, "now, I'm going to help you, but you won't remember having this conversation. Do you understand?"
Rachel nodded.
"Very well. Now, you love Paulo, don't you?"
Rachel nodded again.
"But you always knew he wouldn't love you back, didn't you?"
Rachel's blank expression showed a tinge of sadness for a second before she nodded again.
"You see, that's where the problem is," David explained. "You had so much fun with Paulo that you fell for him. What you need, is some restraint."
"Restraint," the girl echoed.
"Yes, restraint. Let's start with something simple. If it poses a problem again in the future, we can always discuss more complicated solutions." David said. Rachel didn't respond, blankly staring at him. "From now on," David instructed, "you will not be able to orgasm until you are told to do so."
"I... can't cum?" Rachel asked in a confused tone.
"You can't. It'll lead to more problematic situations if you do so before it's your time." David answered.
"Alright," Rachel confirmed. "I can't cum unless told so."
David patted her head. "Good girl," he said with a wide smile, "now why don't you try if it worked?"
Rachel blinked. "Here?"
"Yes, here," David confirmed.
Rachel nodded again. "Here," she said.
Without any further instructions, the girl laid down on the soft grass and spread her legs. Slowly, she started rubbing her hands across her breasts. David sat down on a big rock next to the stream and watched. Her hands explored her body, knowing exactly where to go. She rubbed her thighs, shuddering slightly as her other hand brushed against the sensitive mounds on her chest. Her breathing sped up as she slowly made her way towards the wetness between her legs, glistening in the afternoon sun. Once she reached her most private of parts, she began caressing them, moaning softly as her hands stroked her lower lips. Her body rhythmically moved as pleasure started building up inside her. Her fingers slipped inside her slick inner walls. Rachel moaned louder as she sped herself up. She recognised the feeling; she was already growing close to release. With her expert hands she caressed her inner folds. It wasn't long until she reached her limit; she was on the brink of orgasm.
An orgasm that, as it turned out, didn't come. She felt like bursting any second, but no matter how much she made her body twist and turn in pleasure, she didn't manage to find release. Normally, this was no problem for her. In fact, during her adventurous relationship with Paulo, she had taught herself some skills that could make her finish pretty much at will, but now, this was not happening any more. Her vaginal stimulation just didn't cut it today. Desperate for release, she decided to take out the big guns. With the three fingers of her right hand still inside her, she moved her left hand over her clit and started rubbing. Normally, Rachel wasn't a fan of the enormous, raw pleasure that touching her sensitive womanly bead gave her; the experience was too intense, leaving her with an unsatisfying orgasm, but now, almost ten minutes in, she needed a bit of intensity. Slowly her left hand did its magic, sending sharp stings of pleasure through her spine. Her barriers were starting to crumble. Her body was twitching and shivering, ready to let it all out, but nothing happened. Rachel sped up, to the point the friction almost started to hurt. Hot white flashes of pure delight blinded her senses. The pent-up pressure was only growing, but her bubble didn't pop. Moaning and wailing, she cried out for her body to finish, but to no avail. In an act of ultimate desperation, she did what she always reserved for the most dire of situations. She removed her hands, covered in a thick layer of her womanly juices, from her lower lips and slid it behind her back. She rolled over, pushing her burning chest and knees into the ground as she sat up. Her left hand still ravaging her rock-hard clit, she pushed the moist fingers on her right hand onto her tight pecker. Normally, she wasn't one for anal fun. Although her experiments had given her more than enough pleasure, she always felt dirty afterwards. Right now, she didn't mind feeling dirty. After a split second of doubt, her fingers moved in, reaching into her ass. Immediately, her pecker clenched tight around her fingers. Although it was hard to relax herself with her left hand still sending jolts down from her pink pearl, she slowly made her way in. Her fingers brushing inside her poopdeck felt different from when she normally touched herself, but anything that might take the edge off was welcome now. Her soft boobs brushed along the grass as her entire body swayed back and forth in response to her hard movements. She felt her wetness trickle down along her legs. She felt like her body was on fire. Every fibre of her being screamed for sweet release. Her moans and cries had turned into feral grunts and noises. Never before had she had to fight herself so much to get release. Still, her orgasm didn't come.
Defeated, she let herself fall onto her belly. Tears flowed down her cheeks. She looked up, to see if David was still watching her, but he had left. It was starting to get darker. Her mind still fuzzed with pleasure, Rachel looked at her watch. She had lost track of time. She had been going at this for at least three hours. She needed to leave for home now if she wanted to still make dinner. Exhausted, she gathered herself and stood up. She was still shaking and a trail of her natural lubricant coated the insides of her legs. She quickly cleaned herself up in the clear water of the stream. The cold returned some sense into her. She wasn't sure why she had just touched herself with David watching. She couldn't remember. But, to his credit, she couldn't remember very much of the past few hours anyway. Maybe she had just imagined David watching her. Yes, that was right; David had already left when she started. Hadn't he? Yeah, he probably had. It would be for the best that he had. If he hadn't, she would have begged him to help her out. That would lead to all sorts of weird situations. Rachel dried herself off the best she could. She had to hurry back home now. Her legs still numb, she limped back home.
That night, after dinner and a hot bath, Rachel laid awake in her bed. Her body was still burning. She tightly hugged a big pillow. Oh, how much she longed for Paulo right now. Sadly, he wasn't available. Rachel opened the drawer of her night stand. She reached in and grabbed a long, phallic object. She hadn't used her toy in a long time, but since she was without any men to please her, she had to fall back to her old companion. Under the sheets she slipped out of her pyjama pants and panties. When she moved the soft rod against her crotch, she was already wet. With the flick of a switch, her pleasure stick started vibrating. Slowly, she moved it in. Her parents were sleeping downstairs. Normally she wouldn't dare doing anything like this with her parents around; Rachel knew herself, she could be quite loud. But tonight, none of that mattered. Once again, a bubble of desire built up deep inside her. Strengthened by her vibrator and the lack of release this afternoon, she was on the edge in less than a minute. She rocked her body back and forth, trying to find the most pleasurable position to put herself in, but none of her usual positions worked. She turned up the intensity of her toy, strengthening the effect it had on her immensely. She caught herself making sounds again, so she flipped around onto her belly and dug her head into her pillow. Soft, stifled moans sounded through her room as she thrusted her favourite toy as deep as it would go. She was almost there. Almost there! She had been almost there for a while, but now... Now she was almost there! Sweat and drool wetted the soft white pillow in front of her face. Her pillow started to become less and less effective at silencing her groans as she fought for release.
Suddenly, a knock on her door made her freeze in position. Rachel quickly laid down, pretending to be asleep as her door opened.
"Sis?" her little brother asked. Mortified, Rachel lay in bed silently, praying he hadn't heard her.
"You alright Rach? I heard strange noises..." Aaron asked. She wasn't; her mind and body were burning up. But, off course, she couldn't tell her little brother about that.
"It's fine," she softly said, "I had a bad dream." It was silent for a moment.
"Oh, okay," her brother said, closing the door, "sweet dreams."
"Sweet dreams," Rachel said back. It appeared she wasn't going to get release tonight either.
The next day, Rachel was on edge. Her failed attempts at giving her body what it wanted had left her in an unsatisfied, nervous mood. Aaron had asked her about her bad dreams around the breakfast table and Rachel had to make something up. This wouldn't be a problem if it wasn't for the fact that her little brother was quite nosy and kept asking for more details. After an excruciating interrogation, Rachel escaped her brother's attention and fled to school.
Her school day wasn't very eventful, other than the gnawing desire that still radiated throughout her body. Before lunch, she bumped into Sue again, who was leaving the bathrooms. She had the same satisfied smile on her face and again she was slightly limping.
"Hey Rach," she greeted the dog girl.
"Hey Sue," she said back, pondering if she should say anything about the faint smell that was coming from Sue's direction; a faint smell she recognised all too well.
"Did you talk to David yesterday?" Sue asked.
"Yeah, we had a great talk. He's a good listener."
Sue nodded. "That he is," she said, less suspicious now.
"I opened up to him about... Paulo," Rachel explained further. Sue always had been suspicious by nature, but now that she had sought out her rumoured-to-be boyfriend, she had to put Sue's mind at ease.
"Oh, I see," Sue said. Her expression changed; now it reflected compassion instead of worry. "You alright?" she asked the dog in front of her. Rachel was now staring to the ceiling, her eyes moistening.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," she said, "thanks again, Sue."
Sue gave her a pat on her back and left the bathroom. Rachel took care of business and wandered off. She came across the door to a cleaning cupboard that someone hadn't closed completely. Before closing it, she quickly looked around and then inside to see if someone was using it before shutting the door. Though the hallways were deserted, inside the small room she found David, who was sitting on a chair, writing something in a small notebook.
"Hey Rachel, come in," he said as he looked up from his work. "How are you?" David asked as Rachel tentatively entered his domain, closing the door behind her.
"A lot better, thanks," Rachel said.
"You look tense," David commented.
"Yeah... bad dreams," Rachel said, trying to evade the conversation. She involuntarily sniffed as she noticed a smell hanging around in the small room. It was the same smell she had noticed around Sue. So the rumours about David and Sue were true. Not only that, but they were also having secret meet-ups inside the school.
"Oh, don't worry about that," David said, "Biology homework."
Rachel grinned. Sure.
"Helping Sue out?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah!" David responded, "she's a very smart girl. Very good at biology."
"I'm sure she is," Rachel said, giving him a sly wink. "but I thought you and Sue—" Rachel asked, before being interrupted.
"Susie and me are just friends! Real, good friends!" David said.
"Well, in that case, I don't suppose you take in any new students?"
"Everybody is welcome to study with me!" David stated.
Rachel stopped herself for a moment. Was this right? He was Paulo's best friend, and he was in a sort-of-relationship with Susan. It felt strange, perhaps even wrong, to flirt with him. Rachel tried to convince herself to stop, to walk away and let David do his thing, but her unsatisfied urges were starting to act up again. She had seen David's cock from a distance when he dried himself off next to the stream yesterday; he was huge, the largest she had ever seen. Her body yearned for release, and if any man was capable of giving that to her, it was David. Just thinking about it sent waves of burning heat and desire down from between her thighs through her entire body, She could feel herself getting wet just standing there in front of David. You know what? If David said he wasn't exclusive, he wasn't exclusive. He and Sue probably had the same relationship she and Paulo had before she fell for him. Sue wouldn't have to find out anyway; she could leave it at a one time thing. Rachel felt her nipples poke through her bra and the thin layer of fabric her blouse provided.
"David...," she said as her mind went blank with desire, "take me..."
With that, she took off her blouse, revealing her supple breasts and rock-hard nipples. Rachel knew guys. As soon as the clothes were off, they can't contain themselves.
"Boobies!" David said, clearly excited. Rachel threw the blouse to the ground and walked over towards the eager boy. With a click, the clasp of her belt unlocked and her skirt fell to the ground. She was now standing in front of him in her underwear. She reached behind her back to undo her bra, but David stopped her.
"Not yet," he whispered. David grabbed her by her shoulder, turned her around, and started feeling her up from behind. His large hands caressed her breasts, still locked up behind the constricting piece of fabric. She shivered as David stood right behind her, caressing her chest, teasing her nipples. Rachel slid a hand down her panties, caressing her lower body while David took part of her other half. Her arousal had created a warm, wet stain in her panties. Rachel quickly dug in. Wet noises echoed through the small room as Rachel rubbed her lower body. She had to suppress her instinct to moan as David grabbed her more firmly now. God, she was so horny.
"David..." she whispered between heavy breaths, "fuck me..."
Still touching her, David denied her.
"You need to learn restraint," he said in an instructive tone, "wait for it."
Rachel moaned in disappointment. She closed her eyes and focussed on David's hands. One of his hands let go of her tit and slid down her body. Rachel pulled her hand out of her panties and slid them down her leg, giving David some room. His strong fingers now explored her privates, digging and probing for access. Although he wasn't as experienced as Paulo might be (Rachel having trained him, of course), he was good, and to be honest, it didn't matter much how good he was, considering how wet she was. She felt his warm member poke her in her back. David slid a finger inside her. Her urges grew in strength as he slid around in her moist folds. The urge to be filled by his meat grew stronger with every movement he made.
"David, please," she begged, "please, I need this, please."
David didn't give in, but he did speed up. Rachel covered her mouth to prevent her involuntary moans from escaping the close quarters. Drool rolled down her lips as pure desire cleared her mind. She was going to go insane if she couldn't get release soon.
"Please," she begged softly between her quick breaths, "please fuck me, please."
Why was David torturing her like this? What was this thing about "restraint" he was talking about? It was hard to keep a single, consistent thought while her mind was going haywire, but she remembered fragments of what David said the day before. She needed to show restraint; to make sure she wasn't going to accidentally fall in love again. That was it. She had to convince David this was about sex, and nothing else.
"David, please, I'll leave you and Sue together. I want you to fuck me, nothing more, just help me!" she cried in desperation.
This had an effect on David. He pulled away his arms, leaving Rachel's throbbing genitals behind. Rachel quickly turned around and remove the final bits of clothing.
Without saying a word, David laid down on his back. Only now Rachel saw his huge cock in its full glory. It was even bigger than she had hoped for. David looked at her and gestured to his cock.
"Help yourself," he said. Rachel wished he would just ravage her, but it appears like she would have to do all the work today. Had she been with Paulo, she probably would've called him a lazy prick or made fun of him. But now she had to accept that this was the way things were gonna be. Eager, she climbed on top of the large dog. She closed her eyes, positioned his hard cock against her entrance, and quickly slid it inside.
A bit too quickly, actually; she had overestimated the girth she could take. Although she felt a quick sting as her lower canal stretched to allow for his entrance, the glorious feeling of his warm manhood inside her made up for any discomfort she could possibly feel. Quickly she started grinding the rock hard member. She had already reached what she normally considered to be her limit, and she only just got started. She hoped she would find release this time.
Writing in pleasure and pain, Rachel moved the hard meat inside her in every pleasurable way she could think off. David was now breathing as quickly as she was, except that she had started moaning again. She grabbed hold of the cupboards on each side of her as she could no longer keep herself upright in any other way. Wet slaps filled the room every time her ass came down on David.
David was a real champ: the two of them had been going at this for longer than Rachel could remember. Not that she was great at remembering right now; her mind was a blur of pleasure and desire right now, and she had trouble keeping track of time. Then, deep inside her, she felt David throb. She looked down at David. It seems like he had reached his limit as well. His powerful arms pulled her close against him.
"Almost there," he whispered. Rachel's confused mind debated whether she should pull out or milk every last drop of his passion. Being pulled right against him, she couldn't move around much. David had now started pounding her, sending wave after wave of pleasure down her spine. What was she going to do? Was she—
"Cum," David whispered. With that magic word, all hell broke loose. Finally, her bubble popped. Rachel buried her head into his chest and yelled, screamed, cried in ecstasy as her body was consumed by a burning orgasm. Her body felt like it was on fire, burning away all of the pent-up frustration and desires she had felt for the past days. Her entire self shook with every thrust of David's girth. With a groan, she felt David finish up as well. Load after load of his manliness flowed into her. She felt like he was extinguishing the flames of passion that burned inside, and all worry fleeted from her mind. She felt ultimate bliss, her entire body finally having given in to itself.
When she finished, David's hardness had already gone soft. He was still holding her, looking at her with a smile.
"Was that what you wanted?" David asked.
"Yes," Rachel said, exhausted, "that was everything I wanted."
David slid out of her, gently moved Rachel aside and stood up. He cleaned himself off with some wipes from a box in the small storage room they were in. Rachel tried to get up to do the same, but she was too tired to move. She let herself rest for a while, puddles of sweat, lubricant and cum forming around her. David kneeled next to her and laid his hand on her shoulder.
"Did you learn your lesson?" he asked. Her mind still clouded from the afterglow, all Rachel could think of was to nod.
"Yeah..." she said with a satisfied sigh.
"I gotta run, English class is gonna start soon and Sue and I arranged to meet up. Are you gonna be okay?"
Rachel nodded again. She brought out a faint "yes" before falling into a blissful, well-deserved sleep.
Rachel woke up later. The numbing bliss had left her body and now she was just feeling cold. She stood up and used the available supplies to clean up the mess she had left behind on herself and on the floor. Her legs hurt. Her thighs hurt. Her crotch hurt. But the pain felt good. Slowly, she left the closet and limped away towards the bathroom. She felt a dumb grin on her face, similar to the one she had seen Sue with before. Now she understood Sue's limping. Although she was in a bit of pain, she felt amazing. She hadn't realised how much she had missed getting rammed. Sadly, she couldn't regularly do this with David; he was Sue's. Perhaps they could occasionally meet up, but Rachel had already thought of someone else. Someone that wouldn't leave her in such a painful state, as he couldn't be as big as David was. Rachel turned around a corner, and reached her destination. "Hey Jordan," she said excited. All she had to do now, was restrain herself.
"Hey Rach, what's up?" Jordan asked.
Rachel grinned. She just had to make sure she didn't fall in love.