Disappointment was etched all over my face. I couldn't comprehend why a fellow man couldn't understand the "Bro-code." Even though I f*ck your wife (by the way she has a tight one), it doesn't mean that you won't aid me out. I am talking to you Richmond, how could you make Rishie sit in front while you know there are plenty of seats at the back, particularly one right next to me.
I could feel a severe headache coming on! Well, if this dim-wit of a man wasn't going to help me out, then I would resort to my own means. I was sure of being able to woo any creature, as long as it was female. I had this knack of being unresistible, no girl would remain the same as long as they get close to me. And for this particular reason I couldn't deny that I despised women. What was love? What was lust? I really can't say that I can answer these questions but I know for sure that they are all lies.
I decided to rid myself of these warped thoughts because all they did was rekindle the horrible wounds from my past - the pain unbearable. I gently moved, my footsteps rivaling an angel's (that is if they really did walk). My eyes were focused on the beauty that serenely sat at the front desk.
She was devilishly serious, holding an Anthropology book as we had just concluded Richmond's lesson. It seems she was trying to catch up with the load of notes and coverage she had to focus on. Shameless was a word that couldn't be used to describe me. I was irreparable, my whole intellect and being unfathomable.
The whole class turned eerily quiet as they saw me approaching her. They couldn't help shooting her eyes of pity. Everyone knew what I was capable of. I had literally used all girls that came around. Hell! Even teachers were not spared, so what of a mere 'newbie'! All the girls in the class always looked at me with eyes of love and desire. They really wanted my c*ck but hell no, my d*ck never tastes the same p*ssy twice - just a legacy of mine.
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Lust flared in my eyes as I stood before her. She lifted her eyes to look at me and I felt a subtle reverence at her pure white eyes, they had a green shade that made her whole face even more attractive. I tapped her desk as I uttered words that seemed to have come as a surprise to her.
"Hey beautiful!"
"Hey," she softly responded in her alluring voice.
"You're Rishie, I am Lucas - call me Luke. We don't need to talk much because I love quick stuff. I like your body and think you're hot. Hope you wouldn't mind going for a ride with me," I assuredly replied. Silence ensued.
"Lucas, or whatever your name is! Don't you think you're overrating yourself, I wouldn't say you're bad but I consider your whole character lacking. So, stay away from me!" she unflinchingly commented.
I nearly coughed blood.