Mr. Gold was robbed couple days ago, and David arrested Mr. Gold at the end for harming Mr. French. I was forced, well I agreed for Mary Margaret, she kept pressing me to talk to David. I'm sitting in his office, and he was discussing about the event with Mr. Gold. At first, he was robbed, again for third time. Mrs. Belle freaked out and her father sells flowers, but he failed to pay off the loan on time he owes for his business. Mr. Gold took his delivery van until he pays off, he owes to him. It was the value possession of a chipped cup that he went on rampage and on a vengeance to kill Mr. French, which led him to an arrest.

He calls for celebration because Mary Margaret finalized her divorce, and he is planning to propose tonight. He asked me to look over the office tonight and tomorrow, but I have class and practice, "I'm sorry but I have class and practice, David. Is there a deputy to look after the office?" There was a deputy and he wanted to ask me first, and so I suppose he's using the prior conversation as an excuse, obviously.

I shook his hand, "congratulations, man." I don't know why, but recently I felt anger, misplaced anger against him for no reason. I would have forgiven him for going against Madam Mayor, and I mean mistakes happens. Why do I feel sullenness against him, and all the feelings that are not my own. What's the fuck going on, I walked out of David's office and stepped outside, a cool misty air, near the ocean is perfect place to live. I breathe in ocean's air for a moment in the afternoon to calm my mind.

Now the Operation Cobra is back on, I found Henry's book next to my car and gave it back to him, breaking the curse is his life mission. Second, is the mysterious man in town, August W. Booth, middle name inserted required, which is Wayne. Imagine that he has a name. We played five games, but we lost two against the other team much to the coach's disappointment.

My eyes wander to couple of ladies behind me, cheerleaders and smirks and gave them a sweet smile, then they were giggling among themselves. Only one of them has a nice … well it's hot huge candy … and I haven't fucked a cheerleader in a while. She's pretty cute, light brown with blonde highlights, her body is a perfect vase, and she wears her body proudly. "Mr. Magnus!" the professor shouted at me, and I shook up, "yes ma'am?"

"Solve the problem!" the shitty professor interrupted my method of flirting with her, whoever her name is, wrote a long equation on the board. I stood up from my desk to solve the problem while everyone was laughing at me. One of the smart guys pointed out at me that I solved it wrong, so I fixed it. I rolled my eyes and felt embarrassed, great, thanks to that student. After class, I slam him to the bathroom and punch him in his face to never embarrass me again. "Don't ever do that again," Magnus warned the nerdy guy, and he listens with his arms up, "sorry. Sorry," repeating his apology and promises not to do it again.

I got text from one of my guys to remind me there's practice soon, oh fuck, rushes over to the changing room, changes into my football suit and met my coach, "that's third time you're late."

"Sorry, coach, I was held after class."

The coach dismissed me and told me to join the teammates on the field. I smiled when I spotted the hot cheerleader with very nice huge … candy …, and I gave her a nod then she waves at me. I would love to suck and squeeze her … melons. "Got you," whispered to himself. I put my helmet back on when the quarterback calls me out to the position. Now I need to think how to protect myself from getting into trouble with stupid assault department and the women would probably report on me. I am not getting kicked out or lose my scholarship again, I do not want to disappoint Mayor Mills.

Hours later, the practice is over, taking a cold shower and wash myself. The quarterback playfully slaps on my back, "see you later." I sat with tower wraps around me, "yeah sure," secret handshakes between us, the bro handshakes, "Rabbit Hole tonight?" He agrees and says the guys planning to be there. I inhaled and sighs heavily, calming my heartbeat from the practice, drying myself and shakes my hair then puts on my pants and white shirt. My famous red leather jacket, and boots, ready to face the day.

There's Miners' festival tonight as well, so we are going to Rabbit Hole first to get some drinks then meet everyone at the festival. The Nuns of Storybrooke is trying to sell candles to earn money for their lease. Leroy fell in love with one of the nuns and signs up to work with Mary Margaret to sell candles for her, Astrid. One moment he was fixing the lights at the festival, and he won her heart right there and then. Leroy has his passion and love for sailing instead of working at the cleaning services. I'm working on fixing different booths and setting them up while watching them interact, I nudge one of the guys and pointed at Leroy, "love is in the air." We all laugh together at them, the thought of being in love is bizarre to me. I stopped believing in fairy tales the day Bae disappeared on me and made me pay for her crimes.

Finally, I'm able to sit and enjoy my drink after all hard work at the festival, looking for someone to fuck. The aching dull pain and the heaviness is reaching up to my body, needing release, sigh heavily again. How the fuck am I going to control myself, my hyper sexuality and very high libido. I'm not obsessed with sex, but I have very healthy sex drive that I need to maintain to calm my nerves and excitement.

That girl or Regina, I scrolled on my phone, so many girls and one in particular from this morning, a hot cheerleader with nice candy or should I call Regina and pop by for a visit. Nursing myself fourth drink before the festival, Henry will be at the festival, he knows this for sure. Will Regina be there or at home or just text the cheerleader.

I looked at the cheerleader profile photo, and smiles, she's so fucking hot and I definitely want to bone her until she cannot walk. With Regina, it's not just sex because I enjoy the intimacy with her, she's much more than that, but we aren't exclusive yet. I groans as I shakes my body from my nearly blue balls. I haven't had sex since I've been with Regina because she met my every expectation and so perfect. She could handle me very well, surprisingly too well.

But then, she did take care of me. I grumbled to myself at my indecisive between cheerleader and Mayor Mills. My guys texted me that they are the festival with their girlfriends, so it's just me. I paid the bill and grabs my key to the yellow beetle, made big mistake to give myself a strong drink, too many in fact, talking to myself constantly then decided just straight to Regina's house. I stopped midway and couldn't do it, I can't just walk up to her house and assault onto her. We are not dating, I mean as far as I know, we aren't dating or in a serious relationship.

I picked up my phone and search for the hot cheerleader through Facebook, sent her a message while driving to Bed and Breakfast, where are you?

At the festival

Straightforward is always best, meet me at hotel, top floor and end of the hall on the right.

I paid extra to have my room at the top floor, and thanked Granny. I waited for her reply, but no answer. I picked up when I heard a beep, "see you soon," was her reply.

As soon she knocked the door, I grabbed her heard and kisses her deeply and squeezes her ass. She participated in the kiss, as I grabbed her hair and dragged her onto the bed, pressing all her soft, lush curves against my body. Her pussy was wet and open, ready for him, begging for him as she spread her legs.

Two fingers worked into her, and her eyes rolled back into her head. He began a steady rhythm as his tongue flickered over her, and she couldn't prevent her hips from rising to meet his thrusts. Oh God, she was riding his hand, smothering his face with her sex. That had to be bad. She told herself to stop. She couldn't. Somehow, she found her hands tangled in his short hair. Her body was coiled tighter, grasping at his fingers, so wet now she could hear the slippery sounds every time he drove back into her.

'God, yes. Keep going.' He did it again and again, I lost count. This time his fingertip slipping between and gathering her wetness. He parted her with two fingers and found her clit, rubbing it in small circles. She cried out against his lips and was lost out of her mind. The taste of her, the smell of her, the feel of her so close against him, skin to skin.

She was twisting from one side to the other, her hands gathering up the soft sheets at her sides into knots, and it seemed her whole body grew pink, and the nipples of her breasts looked as hard as if they were tiny stones. He could not resist them, sucks harder and biting her nipples and lavishing my breasts with intense attention. He bit at them with his teeth, playfully, hurting her a little. He licked them with his tongue, and then he bit at them with his teeth, playfully, not hurting her. He licked them with his tongue, and then he licked her sex, too, and as she struggled, and blushed and moaned beneath him, "harder," she screams.

Her breasts were suffused with red and as he drove his organ into her, he felt her shudder violently with unwilling pleasure. An awful cry was muffled by the hand over her mouth; she was shuddering so violently it seemed she all but lifted him on top of her, grunting fervently faster onto top of me with his cock deeper inside of me. My body was going to be blown to dust, atoms, when it hit. If he stopped, I'd cry. Cry and beg for more. I come, moaning, screaming, groaning, every muscle taut. It was almost too much.

I kept smacking and squeezing her ass while fucking her from behind, hard and fast, panting and sweating as she screams at top of her lungs, begging for more. Her sense went out of the door, and I took control over her body. I slams harder deeper with force into her ass until I come then she screams louder, come undone all over the sheets and dripping down to her legs and slams again to explode her into bits. Her body was blown to dust, atoms when I hit her hard, she squirts everywhere fourth or was it fifth time, it was so fucking many times.

I worshipped her from head to toe, taking my sweet time from lavishing her breasts and biting her nipples, caressing her body, playing with her pussy and fingering while ordering her what to do. She complied my every order and moved her body according to my desires. I gasp as I slams deep into her ass, harder as I come then smacks her reddish pussy and ass.

She couldn't move on the bed, and groans painfully and moaning, loud moans and whimpering. I cleaned my mouth and kisses her, "thank you." I feel so much better, as I lay besides her. Her legs still spread apart, sore and her breasts, I love her huge breasts, so I return to lavish her breasts some more, I love seeing it bouncing as I spank playfully. She moans and whimpers every second as I continue sucking and licking then squeezes some more on her bouncy breasts.

I called the front desk for couple of drinks for us, panting and sweating while she lays down, fell asleep. Her body held onto me, seeking my comfort. I waited until I heard a knock, and it was Ruby, handed me couple of beers, thanked her.

I went back to bed, and she immediately crawls back onto me, drinking my beer and looking through my phone.

I looked around for her phone to make sure there's no trace of me, I spotted on the floor on the other side of the bed. I carefully moved her to the side without waking her up. I used her finger to open her phone, deleted messages between us and any convo with my name on it, all evidence of Magnus is erased from her phone. I threw the phone on the bed, pull up my pants and white shirt then my red leather jacket.

I took the picture of her huge breasts and her body, naked as a jaybird on the bed, but no face is shown. So smooth and soft skin, I lick and kisses on her body and over her breasts and nipples, one more time then down between her legs. Still wet, but little dried too. I heard her whimper and moan in her sleep. I paid for another night at the counter for her and Ruby didn't say a word, but it's written all over her face.