Kurt sat in his room, his breathing heavy. He just finished relieving the need between his legs, into the small toilet in his bathroom. Going to the window, he saw the image of his temptation getting dressed. Turning away, he looked at his heated reflection in the mirror. His long black hair hung wet and limp across his shoulders. His eyes shone with wariness that Kurt knew lay deep in his soul. His body was still trembling, and Kurt was more than disgusted with himself.
He was sickened with the way Amanda made him feel. No, it was not her fault, Kurt reasoned. It was his own. His fault for the appalling fantasies about her, his filthy mind created, and the way his body responded to her every move.
"Ja, my fault. All meine fault."
Kurt did not understand, rather he did not want to understand his new feelings. Of course, Kurt knew all about the birds and the bees, but his feelings were more intense than animals and insects. Amanda was the first woman who'd sparked these type feelings inside of him. And they scared him to death. Even his crush on Kitty hadn't produced such feelings. "But," Kurt reasoned with himself. "Kätzchen izn't vorking vith half of vhat Amanda iz." A small smile graced his lips.
He was referring to Amanda's large voluptuous ass and round soft breasts, he had seen only moments before. "Oh, Keety is definitely lacking in zose areaz," he thought. Everyone in the mansion knew Kitty was about a size zero with the figure of a starved refugee. She was a vegetarian and complained all the time of "getting fat". Kurt hated that, flesh on a women was a good thing. "Bah, ze's ameircanz and zere wayz." Kurt ran a hand through his hair. He often questioned how he could be attracted to such opposites. It was true; Amanda and Kitty were complete opposites.
To start, Amanda was black with flawless brown skin. While Kitty was Californianly white, with pastel skin made tan with self-tanner. Even the way they talked was different, Kitty in her whiney valley girl accent and Amanda with her seductive flirty tone. They dressed differently, Amanda wore anything designer and stayed up with the trends, while Kitty mostly stuck to her simple signature pink sweater (which she hated Kurt's fur to get on), and gray skirt.
Shaking his head Kurt turned to the window once more, Amanda was nowhere to be seen. Swiftly, Kurt bamfed beside the pool. Looking around that sight that greeted him was one of placid nature. No Amanda.
"Verdammant, I must have scared her off."
Sighing, he looked down at the tiny piece of paper that was floating beside the pool. Picking it up, it read:
Dear Kurt,
I had to go. Sorry, If I scared you, I didn't mean too. I have to home. Hope you can come over sometime this week. I really wanna spend some time with you. Remember I love you.
-------Mandy
Crumpling up the soggy paper Kurt threw the note into the bushes.
"It's my fault Meine Freulin, all meine."… Sorrowfully, he walked back into his room. He had to find some way to make it up to her. But first, he needed to consult his bible, today was a cause for about fifty Hail Mary's. It was going to be a long night.