"No, not like that," Luke fumbled, "I think you... are beautiful." Well, then I forgive you. Watch away," I teased."I'm Luke." He introduced himself."...Samantha," I said, extending my hand."Nice to meet you," Luke said with more confidence."You too," I answered back."Do you want to go someplace quieter to talk? Luke asked."Sure," I said, as we left with our drinks.We went to his room upstairs, which was small but mostly clean, and sat on his bed.Luke was a lineman on the football team. He was. I’ve been trying to work out how to tell you this for a while, but I think we should stop seeing each other. Not that we actually see each other anymore, but you know what I mean, it’s time to call an end our relationship.We’ve become quite different people; with very different goals in life. We aren’t the same teenage kids that we were three years ago, or even nine months ago. You seem quite happy to continue on in your comfortable middle class life, playing the same music, doing the same. ’ Dave said with sarcasm, ‘No, I want to tease you! You are nothing but a slut.’ ‘Why would you ever say something like that to me? I am going to leave.’ Brandi started to get up. He kept his left arm around her shoulder and pulled her back down. He said, ‘You are going to be my slut or you can get the F out of here.’ Brandi didn’t budge she was scared but felt very excited. She had never had anyone f***e themselves on her and she did want to be controlled by this young guy. While french. .. nine years, with these guys? That's almost half our married life."She couldn't meet my stare."You done telling me everything?" I asked.She nodded."Nothing else to tell?"She was getting nervous, wringing her hands together in her lap, twisting the wedding ring on her finger."That's a lot of fucking around, Liz. Was I ever presented with sloppy seconds? Seems to me we used to make love a lot. Did I ever have to eat somebody's cum from your cunt?" I intentionally used the more vulgar term. I.