I’m sure my friend Mary would be able to explain the ‘general principles of human nature’ in a quick and humoristic way, but by my way of thinki...g it’s just natural to want someone to share your life with. And so, I stopped waiting and I started trying again. I went on a couple of first dates with kind, intellectual men with good finances, and followed my old ‘this is my preferred type of partner’-pattern. But somehow the Danny Disaster had changed me, I just didn’t trust as easily, and I. Another time, she cornered me in a foyer and tried making out with me right there. Wasn’t the best time, really. ‘Just after my grad ceremony, she was over at my place. She was trying on some dresses I’d designed the previous year, and she got horny.’ ‘Don’t stop. Tell me it all.’ Paige sounded kind of breathless, but I shrugged it off. ‘You asked for it. She peeled the dress off of her torso and pounced me. I grabbed her around the waist – and I lost control. I tossed her on the bed and jumped. Fucking the bitch when she was conscious meant she would know, and if she knew she might eventually snap and report him to the cops. Then another part of him would start thinking that, no, of course she wouldn't tell the cops. She didn't last time. She liked it, she was a slut, a little teenage nympho who probably wanted her old man to give it to her good again... It was unfair. His daughter was a little slut but he wasn't allowed to touch her? It was bullshit. And that was why he had gone to. We were both free that afternoon, so we agreed to meet at 2pm at Starbucks.I slipped into a pretty skirt that was about mid thigh in length and a somewhat low cut baby pink t-shirt. It wasn’t super revealing so that I would look slutty but just enough to make him drool. I know what you’re thinking, but hey, it’s all about marketing 101! I left my dorm at 1:30pm and headed for Starbucks. I ordered my favorite, a skinny cinnamon dolce latte which is to simply die for, and sat at a table and.