They would spend the next few years together. She never pressed him for sex, and he never pressed her. He was perfectly fine without having sex.

He was kind, attentive and selfish as hell. He was also stubborn. His sign was the Sagittarius, so she understood why. They were controlling and greedy.

But not Sax. In the beginning, he used to buy her roses and take her out to eat. He had a part time job doing security at the Miami Arena.

He had taken her with him when he applied for an up and coming packaging company that was looking for stocky, strong men.

He got her into all kinds of concerts. She became his world.

Women around campus detested her. They wanted him; he was the product of bets being taken around campus, ranging from women to the gay men who wanted him.

Fags daydreamed about him. But Sax never gave them the time of day.

He fell in love with her because she was always attentive, a good listener, didn’t really question him, even though he never did anything to make her feel inferior.

She always wrote him little poems. She confided in him. Told him that on her graduation night she was the happiest girl in the world.

But she had too much to drink and she passed out. When she woke up the next morning her body felt beat up.

“It’s my fault for drinking like that. I should have known better. But for some reason I can’t get that night off my mind.”

She said she was drunk and didn’t remember anything but her most trusted friend Tommy giving her drink after drink.

Sax was thinking to himself.

"I remember I woke up, throwing up in the toilet and my pussy was on fire. Dried blood was on me. The last person I was with was Tommy, my dad’s best friend. But he has been in the family for years.”

Sax was quiet.

Well, baby.

Tommy most certainly fucked you that night, crummy bastard.

💋💋💋

Then the day came. Sax wanted to have sex with Jadish and he wasn’t taking “no” for an answer.

He had wined and dined her, trying to pamper her. She felt like a Queen. The way he spoiled her made her feel like heaven. She told him that and he thought, I am pumping you up the way you fatten a turkey before you slaughter it for the main course meal.

Gotta keep the pussy fed. The pussy is the main course. He’d do this for about three weeks straight.

Shower her with gifts, tell her she’s beautiful and open doors for her. She melted inside his charm.

How could she say no? He then met her gandmother, mother and father. She had a big family, and they all adored her.

The family took Sax in immediately. A few of her fine female cousins tried to fuck him a few weeks later, during
a family reunion they were having, on the sly but he turned them down and told them where to get off.

He reluctantly met Tommy around
Christmas. That was the day Sax summed him up: smooth talker, very handsome, and was a ladies man without even trying.

Yea. He fucked my girlfriend on her graduation night. Had too. The way he looked at her when she stood up from a chair or walked around the room talking to people.

He watched her with memories flooding his eyes in ways tears never could.

When Tommy tried to shake his hand he turned his back on him and went over to Jadish, putting his arm around her protectively.