But I said what I usually say, "Who cares? As long as we're happy who cares about what other people think?"She smiled, and invited me for a second dat... at her apartment. There was no dinner, just dessert. She looked incredible, worked out 5 days a week, had a very fit body and took great care of herself. After the first time we had sex, I was addicted. I was lucky to be with her.Today I was even luckier. We fucked each other last night until 1AM, and slept in each others arms. The sheets were. He was always clean-shaven and his business suits were custom made and clung to his magnificent physique. Alex Worthington, however, was 100% off-limits. Not only did he own all of the company and was a billionaire but he had never taken the same girl to an office party twice. He was a playboy, and could get any girl he wanted. So why on earth would he ever even look twice at her? She was short but not a dwarf at 5"4. Her honey blonde hair tumbled over her shoulders down to her mid-waist and. “Last year at the party when she recognized me. Baseball isn’t a major sport here. We’re OK but it’s not like the football and basketball teams. We get 60 fans a game if we’re lucky. It was pretty nice to have someone recognize me – especially a good-looking woman. You know she waves at me all the time on campus?”“She probably digs you,” Phil said with a laugh.“I should be so lucky,” Bob retorted. “Seriously, she’s not my type. She’s fit and sexy, don’t get me wrong, but I like tall, athletic. They did not like the vibe they were getting. Yazid tugged them toward the middle of the circle with surprising strength. The robed individuals began chanting.Rayner tried to remove Yazid’s hand. “Hey give us a minute, let go of me!” Rayner was a big guy with considerable strength for a teenager and Yazid’s hand didn’t budge.“Sorry guys, we don’t have time,” Yazid said. He signaled to his staff and the door behind them was closed, giving off a thud of finality. “Start the focus chant.”Axel had.