Joining in the middle of first semester, when the cliques had formed, was the last thing I wanted to happen. Outcast in this world of mainstream-ness,... chinos, converse and snapbacks, I sheltered in the subtle fact that my imaginary Prince Charming had killed everyone of the laughing asses. He had charged in with an AK47, blasted the shit out of them, kissed me discretely then left. In reality, I was still gazing at my checkered pumps with the mismatched laces, one green, one pink. The glitter. We got to talking about how fine the black dancer was. She was a sexy ebony piece in her mid-thirties; she had nice boobs and a pair of killer legs standing on high stilettos heels.Jim said the game was about to begin. Then he paid the stripper for her performance and walked her to the front door. The game started and Jim called a maid to bring some beers. When the woman came in, I had to take a second look. She had on a bodice, blouse and a tight skirt. The outfit was sexy in a way without. I miss Emily.I talked to her earlier, but she was in a rush, going somewhere with her friend. I couldn’t tell if she was upset, but I plan on finding out.oOo I get home at noon on Sunday. I enter my apartment, and Emily is waiting for me on the couch. I drop my bags and go to her. She meets me halfway, standing up and wrapping her arms around me.“I missed you,” she breathes against my lips.“God, I missed you baby.” I kiss her hard, hands beginning to unfasten and unclothe her.I get her fully. .there was a warmth building deep down..and my hands then started caressing my nipples through the cotton maxi dress I had on..the other hand went down and touched his front..and OMG...what was he packing?? I thought that if he let go of my hair..I would fall backward..as I had no support..Guilt vs Pleasure ..but..having someone suck on your tongue and kiss you so deeply..who wants to think of their morals??...he stopped kissing me. his steel grey eyes bore right through my soul..and he smiled.