Millie

"How long will you be gone?" I asked Sam as I snuggled into his naked chest.

His hands wrapped me and automatically his fingers found my ass and started kneading it.

He had an obsession for my ass. He couldn't go for five minutes in my company without touching it. No one had ever rimmed me like Sam. Just his tongue in there could make me climax, he was that good.

In fact in the last three weeks that's how our fucking went down. I had no complaints, outside of bed also Sam proved to be an exemplary guy. I was falling for him faster than I thought.

"Three months. It's for my deputy post. What time is it? I'm meeting some friends at the bar." Sam twisted his body to get a look at the clock.

"Can I come? We don't meet outside of the restaurant."

It's doing okay for a new restaurant. Daily night Sam came during closing time and walked me home. And we spent the remainder of the night together.

Now I'm ready to meet his world.

"What for?"

I looked up. "To know your friends? Are you in the closet?" I didn't think about that, he never mentioned anything.

He chuckled. "I'm not gay, Millie."

I laughed and poked his ribs. "That's hilarious."

"I'm not joking."

His hand was still on my ass. Still caressing it tenderly.

"What's this then?" I motioned between our naked bodies.

"It's you. You have a woman's body. Girls would kill for your butt and figure."

I stared at him dumbstruck.

"Are you being serious right now?"

His eyebrows scrunched up. "Yes. Why?"

"We're having sex daily for almost a month now, because I look like a woman?" My heart beated wildly. Please let this not be the case.

"No.."

I exhaled. But too soon.

"Not like any woman. Like the sexiest one." Sam continued.

I sat up, my hands trembling. "What's that supposed to mean? What are we doing?"

"I'm attracted to your body. You're sex on legs. You also enjoy the sex. That's all we are doing. Friends with benefits. Why? What did you think?" Sam asked unaware that he's breaking my heart.

My face burned. "Dating. I thought we're dating."

Sam sat up too. "Sweet Jesus. No! If you're a woman then yes, I might have. You should have born as a woman you know? You have everything."

"Including a dick?" I hated that my voice was shaking, I hated myself for being this gullible.

"Except that. You have the figure, eyes, face, lips, hair, even your name is a girl's name." He touched my cheek softly.

My hurt was turning into white hot anger. "Get out!"

"Did I say something wrong?"

"Wrong? WRONG? Are you that dumb? All this fucking time you imagined me to be a girl! And you don't even think it's wrong?" I screamed.

"I don't see anything wrong in that." Sam shrugged, totally undisturbed.

"Yeah? Then why not date me?"

"Well, as I said, I'm not gay, and you're still a man. Also, boobs. I love boobs. Did I ever say that we're dating? Why are you angry? You should be flattered that a straight guy finds you attractive enough to sleep with you."

My eyes stung. I should have known. Sam was too good to be true.

"Hey, why are you crying now? Be real Millie. You like behaving as a girl, I like girls. Don't make me feel guilty for something that's natural." His voice was cool and collected and matter of fact. How could he be this stupid? How could he not know what he's saying was total arrogant bullshit?

"So it's my body and behavior. If not you'd have just stayed friendly?" Why am I still talking? Why am I still looking for explanations? It's over. It's never started. It's all a lie.

"Honestly? I don't think we would have even met." He shrugged.

"Oh my God. There's no difference between you and Rito!" I got off the bed, body trembling. My whole world was tumbling down around me, it's my fault for building it on a lie.

Sam got up too, eyes blazing.

"He has a criminal record, he's an asshole who harrassed unsuspecting civilians. How could you compare me with him?"

"He too settled for my body even though he wanted a woman." I spat.

Sam glared, "I didn't settle, I've three girls phone numbers, like right now! I could date any girl in just one phone call. You should feel lucky!"

I laughed, it came out as a broken sob.

"Go ahead, call them all. Leave me alone. Goodbye Sam."

"I didn't think you'd be this prissy." He picked up his discarded clothes and put them on.

Prissy? Me? How dare he?

"I didn't think you'd be one massive dick."

"Millie!" He thundered.

I glared, "what? Can't handle a little insult? You're a human shaped dick who can't think of anything else but his dick. Get lost. Get LOST!!!" I screamed not caring of my tears.

He left with a loud bang of the door.

I should have known better. I should have seen this coming. After all, I'm Millie. Destined to be used and thrown out.

****

Sam

As I told Millie, I got a date with a lovely girl who was just out of college.

I took her to the pizza shop. To show him that I didn't settle for him. That I chose him among all the available population. It's been three days, I still didn't get what I did wrong.

Maybe he wanted us to date. That must be it. But that's impossible. I had nothing against gays. I was not one. That's all. Maybe I shouldn't have lusted after Millie without thinking it through. I should have thought about Millie's feelings. He reacted exactly like a girl who wanted all my time just because I liked having sex with her.

That's what I did wrong. I should have set the expectations right at the beginning itself.

"Nice place." Lissie looked around the restaurant.

It's close to nine. At first I didn't think to show off my girl, but then I wanted to make him understand that he was simply being irrational. Comparing me with that bastard Rito. I don't go around grabbing girls. We had consensual sex. We couldn't have anything more. It's as simple as that. Also I never settled for something less. Look at Lissie.

She's perfect, voluptuous. The sex was fantastic. Boobs, man... How did I even go without boobs for a month?

I belong with women. Millie should understand that.

"Yes, it's new. What do you want?" I asked Lissie steering her to the counter.

There's a teenage girl at the counter. No sign of Millie. We ordered to go and waited.

In ten minutes, the girl called out. "Your order is ready."

I was disappointed, Millie hadn't come out of the kitchen even once. He usually came now and then and cleaned the tables and rearranged the chairs. Not tonight.

Lissie went to take the pizza. I leaned on the main door and wondered if I should bring her around tomorrow as well. Day after tomorrow I'd be leaving for my training and wouldn't be back for three months. I should ask for that transfer and forget all about this stupid town.

"Hope you enjoy it."

I turned around at Millie's voice. He was smiling at Lissie and his gaze landed on me when Lissie walked over to me and linked our arms.

When my gaze met his, he looked.... disgusted. That's the look. Like he stepped on horse shit without his shoes on.

I wanted to ask what that was about. But Lissie already had me moving.

That look, that he thought I was disgusting itched my brain all through the night.

**** End of Chapter Four ****