GLEN

So fucking confused. Girl of my fucking dreams. Awesome sex started and then she left. What the hell.

She initiated it and then left.

I couldn't get the moment she got off the bed and left out of my mind. It kept playing over and over. I mean. I searched everywhere for her once I'd cleaned up and put clothes back on. Don't get me wrong I care for her but I was so irritated she'd left without saying why.

We were like animals when we were kissing and getting into it – I felt on fire and the electricity made me harder than I'd ever been. Surely she'd felt it too.

I asked a few guys if they'd seen her but it didn't surprise me they hadn't – I mean she didn't even look like she usually did. Most of them didn't give her a second look when they saw her skater jeans and converse or a top covered in paint or pastel. Hah. If they knew what she looked like without them on they'd think twice about wanking every night over that bitch, Regina.

I ventured outside to see a gay couple being sickly sweet in the driveway. One skinny and kinda actor-type clothes, the other in a pink shirt. Hey, wasn't that Daniel or whatever her friend was called.

"Daniel, hey, you David"

"Darling, its Damien, get your facts right", he said without giving me any attention even though his partner was ogling me.

I jogged down the stairs towards them.

"Your Janice's friend right?"

"Friend, confidant, agony aunt – you name it!"

"Whatever. You seen her?"

"Yeah, she's short with black hair and enough metal on her to be registered a robot" he turned to face the guy again and pouted at him – obviously annoyed by my interruption.

"No, I'm serious"

"I thought you'd know" he said rolling his eyes "Haven't you been stalking her for the entire evening anyway"

So it was that obvious. Damn I thought I was being secretive about it.

"Urm, we – Could you tell your buddy to like piss off"

"Touche" he said slapping his friends ass "Ill meet you at the buffet Christian"

The skinny gay quickly slipped back in the house with a weird mince that made me want to roll my eyes.

"Whats the 411, babe" he asked coming towards me

"Urm, me and Janis sort of like hooked up-"

"That lying slut! I am so getting all the gossip when I see her and-" he literally rubbed his hands together "she is getting the biggest 'I told you so' the world has ever seen!"

"Well, ok, erm, now she's missing and no ones seen her"

"I'll keep a lookout hon"

"Oh yeah, and she's wearing a dress."

I heard him guffawing with laughter and texting or ringing someone behind me. Whatever. If he'd seen her he'd have thought twice about guys I swear down.