Chapter 4 There Is Always A Man Before The Fall

     When starting off at either a college or university there are two fundamental truths you learn very quickly. First, don't expect to be accepted into each and every class you want, sign up for, or even share it with your friends. Second, there are two prerequisite courses every student must take, Public Speaking and Economics. Unless you are Einstein or Yousafzai, it's just a given you're going to hate them as well, so get them out of the way early!

   With the spring semester of my Sophomore year on the horizon it would seem it's my time to tackle that final challenge. Mandy and I signed up for the same Economics class while completing our schedules for the year. But, by sheer luck, it would seem Mandy and I get to take it together after all! I really couldn't care less if I had to sit through a two hour lecture every Tuesday and Thursday now. When I got that small piece of news it honestly felt like I hit the lottery!

   Mandy and I both have an eight o'clock class on the opposite side of campus from the Political Science Building on those days, but the bright side is we will always have a lunch date at least! After our first day back to classes Mandy and I were talking in our dorm later Monday night. We both are super excited to be sharing a class, but Mandy seems to be taking it a little far.

   As soon as she walked in this afternoon she's been going on and on about 'her plan' for tomorrow. Which consisted of getting to the building about fifteen minutes before class starts, and wait there for the other to show up. That way we will be sure to have a seat beside each other for the rest of the year. Matter of fact I think Bobbie Sue June said the same thing to me before on our first day of kindergarten. But, Mandy wouldn't let it go until I agreed in the end.

  On the very next Tuesday morning I make it to our designated spot outside of the Political Science Building at exactly nine forty-five. I look around for Mandy, but don't see her anywhere. The mass of students rushing past me into the building doesn't make it easy to spot her either!

  After standing there for awhile I notice my foot tapping from impatience without me noticing. My anxiety just increases with each minute that ticks by. Then the warning bell sounds from the opening doors behind me. I give up waiting then, and start walking up the stairs of the building to class.

  I come to a stop just inside the doorway of the lecture hall to look around. I spot a group of empty seats in the middle of the fourth row from the top and hurry to claim them. I shimmy down the aisle to the seat directly in the center sitting down. Then take my notebook and pen from my bag. Before placing it on the floor between my feet.

   The chair on my right groans as someone sits down. I figure it must be Mandy finally making it, so I turn to face her. With a welcoming, megawatt smile across my face. Instead my entire body froze instantly. Because it wasn't Mandy sitting there, but someone completely different!

   I feel my eyes grow huge from the surprise. "Holy Shit Balls, Batman!" I scream inside my head.

  The guy sitting beside me looks like a cover model straight from the cover of GQ, or something! He has sandy blonde, surfer style hair, with warm, brown eyes. Broad shoulders covered by a tight t-shirt. That also showcases his washboard abs. Most impressive of all though, you can tell he's tall even though he's sitting down at the moment.

  I didn't even realize I was staring at the Greek God, or for how long. Until the stranger breaks me from my daydream by chuckling at me. While offering his hand out between us in greeting. "I'm Trevor Davis."

  I watch the words pass over his kissable lips, and snap my mouth closed. I feel little pools of drool along the creases of my mouth, so I discreetly slide my tongue along the corners taking it away. "Nice to meet you, I'm Abbie Black." I put my hand in his, and try to stop the shiver from running down my spine from his skin touching mine.

  "I'm glad this seat is still open. I get something beautiful to stare at while I pretend to pay attention in this class." Trevor said giving me a wink as he lets go of my hand.

  Mandy came into the classroom then. Twisting her head every which way looking for me. When her eyes finally stop on me, and the two people now sitting on either side of me, she sends me an annoyed look. That I answer with an apologetic frown, and shrug my shoulders.

  I look around the rapidly filling space around me once more. Before turning back to face Mandy and pointing my finger at the empty seat next to Trevor in excitement. She still doesn't look happy as she makes her way up the stairs to the chair, and sitting down. I wait a full minute after she's down to finish getting her things ready for class then try to smooth things over for myself.

  "Trevor Davis, I'd like you to meet my friend, roommate, and incidentally the persons seat you just so happen to take, Mandy Jane." I say to him trying to hide the secretive, knowing smirk from my face.

"Hiii." Mandy gasp at him with wide eyes, and slides her hand into his to shake.

  Professor Moore begins his lecture seconds later. I try my hardest to pay attention to him as he teaches, but the continued whispering between Mandy and Trevor make it incredibly hard! The pair talk non-stop for the next two hours without stopping. Even more amazing though, even though Trevor spent all them time talking with Mandy, he refused to let any of us leave until he got both our phone numbers. Along with making plans that Thursday after class for our first, of many (Trevor's words, not mine) study groups.

  After that first week of class, the three of us started meeting up together twice a week. Mostly at the dinner after class to eat and go over the lecture, or for a few hours at the end of the week for a longer study session. No matter how busy our schedules are we never seem to miss that specific time together either.

  I must admit though, it doesn't feel the same for me when I'm with Trevor and Mandy, as it does when I'm hanging out with Joss and Tess. I can't really explain it either! The three of us always get along when we're together. We never argue or fight. We always manage to have a wholesome, fun time together, but I always have this small feeling deep in the pit of my stomach that something's off.

  For two and a half months I pushed that feeling to the darkest part of my brain, and didn't let it see the light of day. Thankfully Spring Break is next week, and maybe I'll feel better after a little time by myself. Mandy is planning on spending the week with her parents at their beach house in upstate New York. While my only plan is to stay curled up in bed, and sleep the week away, or study either one.

  Mandy went ahead and left after her last class Friday afternoon, so I didn't waste another second on starting my own plans! I went ahead and finished up most of my homework for the week. I finish several hours later then burrow myself under my covers to take a nap, but before I could drift away an incoming text to my phone woke me up. I pulled the phone from under my pillow. Then closed one eye and squinted to read the name of the sender on the screen. I immediately started smiling before even open the message.

  'Sweet Abbie. Since it's just going to be the two lonely souls left at school all alone for the week. How about I take you out on a date? Trevor'

  I think over my answer long and hard before replying. 'I'm sorry Trevor. It's just, I like how things are between the three of us now, and don't want that to change. All because of some silly date the two of us go on. I hope you understand.'

  Trevor responds almost instantly. 'Of course I understand Abbie. But, I hope you know I won't stop asking either until I get you to say yes!'

  Which is exactly what Trevor does! Everyday after that twice a day, and sometimes more, I get a new message from him. Each message is sappy and unique, but always with the same ending question. Every message I read either makes me blush, laugh, or smile like a lunatic, but each time my answer is the same.

  But, of course, things always change!

  On the first Tuesday after the spring break holiday, our Economics professor decides it's time to pair everyone off into groups. For the only group project of this class due at the beginning of May, and worth half of our final grade for the class. By sheer dumb luck when my name is called I get partner with the man himself, Trevor. At least I'm not the only one dreading this partnership. By the pissed off look on Mandy's face she isn't too happy with it either!

  After class Mandy, Trevor, and I decide to meet up for lunch. The three of us decide to cancel our study group until the end of the project. Trevor gives Mandy a hard time about being paired with one of the more "nerdy" students in the class, instead of with one of us. Mandy doesn't seem to let it get to her though. Even going as far to say it wouldn't even cross her mind.

  Except, after the third time of Trevor and I hanging out together for the project without her, she can't seem to help herself. As soon as I walk back into the dorm room from seeing Trevor Mandy immediately begins hounding me for details.

  "What did you and Trevor do the whole time you two were together? Tell me, what all was said between you two? Did either you or Trevor say anything about me?"

  The questions got so bad I stopped telling Mandy when I was going to see Trevor. Sneaking around behind her back, and avoiding talking to her as best I can. Each day I feel like the worst friend in the world keeping this from her. But, in a tiny part of my soul, I start to become addicted to the thrill of it all too.

  Mandy's jealousy isn't my only worry during that time though. Trevor and his new antics are always a constant worry too. Every time we meet he takes every chance he can to flirt, and touch any part of my body he can reach. As well as outright begging me for that date also. Thankfully I manage to laugh him off each time, and even joked the only way I would ever agree is if we made an A on the project.

  I give him the same answer day after day, but after two weeks of constant pleading I can't restrain myself anymore. That night during our project meeting Trevor waits until we are both packing our things away to ask me out again. I stop what I'm doing. Somehow I keep my face blank while looking at him, and let the heavy silence surround us for awhile.

  Finally I let the smile grow across my face. "Okay." I tell him.

  I see genuine shock cross Trevor's face. Then a boyish wonder begins shining from his eyes. His face is truly adorable, and I can't help but burst out into loud, boisterous laughter.

  "Laugh all you want to now, Sweet Abbie. But, I can guarantee you won't be able to form one single word on our date Saturday night." Trevor tells me while crossing his arms over his chest, and resting back against his seat.

  I sober up quickly. "Saturday? As in tomorrow, Saturday?"

  "Hell yea! Now that I've gotten you to agree to the date. I don't have time to waste! Can't be giving you any reason to back out after all." Trevor says giving me a saucy wink. Before reaching across the table, and taking my hands into his.

  As soon as our skin makes contact I feel my cheeks start to heat up from blushing. I look down at our joined hands, and smile. "Saturday it is then." I whisper in awe.

  When I make it back to mine and Mandy's dorm that night I have a hard time keeping my excitement hidden. Thankfully I manage to pull it off though. Before we start getting ready for bed Mandy tells me she plans to spend all day tomorrow, working on her own project with her partner. I can't believe my luck, and quickly wish her goodnight before I let anything slip.

  When I wake up the next day Mandy is already gone. I take my time getting ready the rest of the afternoon. Using every single tip and trick Joss taught me last year when I start on my hair and make-up. Keeping my long, shiny brown locks straight, and leaving my make-up light and natural looking.

  Once I finish I walk over to my closet, and pull out a short, simple, white peasant dress from the back. The tea-cap sleeves are lined with a ruffled fabric that hangs off my shoulders, and comes to a stop about six inches above my knees. I slid on a pair of worn out brown cowboy boots I bought with my from Virginia. Then finish the look with a brown belt around my waist, and a cheap pair of costume pearls around my neck.

  I take a step back, and give myself a final once over in the mirror. Just as a knock comes to my dorm room door. I take a deep breath then let it out slowly along with the rest of the nerves in my body. Before slowly making my way across the room, and opening the door.

  "Wow!" Trevor breathes out as soon as he sees me, and I almost give him the same breathless greeting.

  Trevor is wearing a bright blue long sleeve button down shirt. The shirt is the same color as his eyes, and tight enough to highlight each individual muscle on his torso. His hair is styled in that 'just rolled out of bed' look. His cheeks are covered in a thick five o'clock shadow that is doing crazy things to my insides! The black designer pants and leather loafers on his feet give his outfit more of a business vibe instead of a casual date, but maybe that's just me.

  As I finish with my inspection Trevor takes a step forward taking my hand in his. Then brings my hand up to his lips placing a chaste kiss to my bent knuckles. He moves his head back, but leaves his lips within inches of my skin. Cutting his eyes up to look into mine as he starts to speak.

  "You look absolutely stunning Abbie. Just like my own little country bumpkin!"

  I frown at the back handed compliment, but before I can say anything back Trevor keeps going. "Ready to see a part of New York you've never seen before, Sweet Abbie?"

  I keep my mouth closed, but nod my head yes in answer. I turn back around to grab my clutch and denim coat from my bed. Sliding my arms into the jacket as I walk out my dorm room, and lock the door behind me. Trevor wraps his hand back around mine, and begins pulling me down the stairs and out the front door of my dorm. Stopping both of us in front of an awaiting cab along the curb out front.

  About forty-five minutes later the cab comes to a stop outside of a little mom and pop Italian restaurant in Little Italy. The inside of the place is cozy and romantic. The scone lights hanging from the wall around the tables are dimmed low, and lit candles are casting an intimate glow on top of each of the tables. Best of all, there is only one table filled with people beside us here.

  The entire time Trevor and I sit there eating he is the one to keep the conversation flowing between us. Except most of his questions are about me, and each time I try to ask him something about himself, or change the subject altogether, Trevor would look peeved. Before direction the questions back to his original topic driving me absolutely mad, but I just let it go.

  Once Trevor and I finish he pays the bill. Leaving a more than generous tip behind for the waitress making me smile. Then takes my hand wrapping it around his arm, and leading me from the restaurant. Taking me on a late night stroll around the neighborhood.

  While we walk down the street arm in arm I'm surprised to find out how much of an architectural history buff Trevor really is. Each new structure we come to he gives me a full history lesson on it. Down to the time it was designed, style, and materials used to build it. As well as one piece of pop culture history to go along with it.

  Like a certain Brownstone, that looked like all the rest on the street just like it. "Do you see that building right there? Second from the end?"

  "Yes." I tell him hesitantly.

  "That building was once used as a secret speakeasy during prohibition. It was also a neutral, and safe zone for all the mobsters at the time." Trevor said excitedly. "Or, what about that corner right there?" He asks pointing across the street.

  I just nod my head yes instead of answering.

  "That corner is where one of the heads of the Five Mofia Families of New York was murder, and the gunman was never caught."

  "Cool." I tell him before he moves on to another piece of history.

  Trevor and I finished our tour of Little Italy about an hour later at one of New York Cities many parks. Except this park is mainly filled with play areas for kids and toys. I tried to keep on walking past the playground equipment, but Trevor has another idea altogether. He pulls me by the hand over to the first set of swings helping me sit down, and then silently pushing me for awhile.

  It's almost midnight by the time Trevor brings me back to my dorm. With this being my first official date I don't know how it's suppose to end, and immediately start to feel awkward just standing here. I can't seem to bring my eyes up from my feet to look at him as I mumble out a quick "good night", and try to open my door.

  Only Trevor stops my movements. He places his fingers under my chin lifting my face until my eyes are looking straight into his. Then his hand glides over my jaw to cup my cheek in the palm of his hand. Neither of us make a move for several moments then. Just gazing into each others eyes without even blinking. But, then his lips are on mine, and kissing me with a fever that I've never caused in another before!

  Minutes later Trevor pulls his lips away from mine leaving me breathless. His eyes continue to gaze into mine with a fiery passion burning clearly for me to see. His thumb caresses the hot flesh on my cheek. Making me focus on the gentle back and forth movement while I calm myself down. Until Trevor breaks the silence between us minutes later.

  "Sweet Abbie. After we hand in our project Tuesday, and before the study group with Mandy starts back that night. May I take you out on another date Monday night?"

  I chew on my bottom lip as I think about my answer. Only Trevor doesn't let me have very long. Before pulling my lip from between my teeth, and gliding the pad of his thumb across the sensitive flesh.

  "Please Abbie?" Trevor whispers his plea to me, but I'm already completely lost within his spell.

"Yes." I breath before he seals his lips over mine again.

  After our date Monday night we have another on Thursday, and then on Saturday. Until the cycle starts to repeat itself the next week. Each new date topping the last easily! Until all I want to do with my free time is spend it with Trevor. While coming up with even more wild excuses for Mandy each time I'm gone.

  But, no matter how good things are going right now, I will admit, Mandy is the one major downfall in my life right now. I hate lying to her about what's going on between Trevor and I. I've almost told her several times about everything, and how happy I am, but everytime something deep within me stops me from uttering a single word!

  I even asked Trevor what I should do about my problems with Mandy one night we were out. After listening to me vent out all my problems and concerns, he agreed with me to keep this thing between us secret for now. Even agreeing to be extra cautious when the three of us are together from now on. I felt better immediately, but the sour feeling in my stomach didn't go away completely.

  A little over a month later Trevor and I finished the project that brought us together, and handed it in to Professor Moore together. The three of us had to wait for the next week to find out our grade, but I didn't need to worry because Trevor and I aced it! Holding that graded assignment in my hands I feel excitement, and something else deep in my bones. I want to give Trevor something special for all the hard work the both of us put into this. I rack my brain for a moment thinking, and like a light bulb switching on it hits me.

  I keep sitting in my seat after Professor Moore dismisses the class. I discreetly hold onto Trevor's forearm making him stay in his seat also, and tell Mandy to give us a minute. She gives me a questioning look, but I cut my eyes down toward my lap so she won't see how nervous I am and stay. I listen as she walks down the stairs, and out of the classroom door. Before gathering up my courage to put my plan into motion.

  "Trevor, do you have any plans for tonight?" I ask him still looking down.

  "No. Why?" Trevor answers nonchalantly.

  I look straight into his eyes then. "Because, for the first time I want to ask you out on a date. I think we should go out and celebrate our hard work, and I might have a surprise just for you at the end of the night. What'cha think?"

  Trevor gives me his best pantie melting smile. "Do you even have to ask? I'm yours whenever and however you want me!" He tells me before sealing his words with a demanding kiss.

  Trevor and I join Mandy at the cafe for lunch about twenty minutes later. Except I'm too excited, and bouncing all over the place to stay. After thirty minutes with the pair I make an excuse about needing to use the library. Before getting up from the table, and leaving them to finish their lunch together. Then hurrying back to my empty dorm to start planning each detail of the date tonight,

  It takes me about an hour to book all of the reservations, and pay for everything with my emergency credit card over the internet. Before spending the rest of my time getting ready for tonight. I spend an unusually long amount of time in the shower. Shampooing my hair twice, and scrubbing my skin until it glows.

  I get out of the shower after that, and dry my body off before walking back to my room. Then I start on my hair. Fixing the long strands into big waves. Framing my face, and cascading down the rest of my back. I keep my make-up light and natural looking. After that I pull my only matching pair of black silk lingerie from my underwear drawer, and slide the bra and thong into place on my body.

  I take a black maxi dress from my closet. Covering the silk undergarments with the figure hugging material of the strapless, short dress. Giving my body and curves a sexyiness I've never noticed before. Then finishing the look with my only pair of Mary Jane's from the bottom of my closet, and sheer white long sleeve cover up.

  I give myself one final glance in the mirror. Before taking a small coat and my clutch from my bed, and leaving the dorm room. Since tonight is officially my date I feel like I should be the one to go to Trevor. So, I quickly walk the two blocks across campus to his dorm, and in no time I'm standing outside of his door knocking.

  The door opens seconds later making me not wait long at all. The next second I'm being attacked by Trevor's lips on mine. Taking and devouring everything in their path. Until I have to push him back away from me just so I can breathe. Except Trevor looks fine compared to my panting self, or more like immensely pleased with himself.

  "Gorgeous Abbie. How about we skip the preliminaries of tonight, and skip straight to this surprise you have for me. What do ya say?" Trevor asks while wiggling one of his eyebrows at me suggestively.

  Seeing his cocky gesture helps bring me back to the here and now quickly. "Nope! Not yet, good Sir. All in time I swear."

  "Ughhh!" Trevor groans as he walks out of his dorm room, and closes the door behind him. "Then what are we waiting on? Let's get this date going!" He says full of excitement as he leads me to the front door of his building, and outside.

  I'm not even sure I know where I want to take Trevor tonight, but I do know I want this night to be based off of one single theme. 'Unexpected.' I wracked my brain for all sorts of ideas on how to follow that one word. Finally coming up with the perfect plan to do just that!

  That's why Trevor and I's first stop of the night is to an off Broadway play. Not only is this something I absolutely love to do, but Trevor also told me about this particular production a few weeks ago. Except, once he realizes where we are going he made a face of disgust. Before clearing the look from his face, and giving me a beaming smile, but I saw that first look.

  After the show finishes about three hours later, Trevor and I walk down the crowded street arm in arm. Stopping about a block away along the edge of Chinatown at a street vendor. I order both of us hot-dogs with the works to eat. The entire time we are there Trevor makes jokes and snide, under-handed comments about the place and people on the streets around us. I don't catch his remarks at first, to busy eating, but after the tenth time I stop laughing with him. Bowing my head from the shame and embarrassment instead.

  Thankfully Trevor and I leave moments later, and continue walking around the block to our last destination of the night. We walk the remaining five blocks in relative silence. Both of us coming to a stop outside of a decent looking little hotel. Trevor reads the sign on the front of the building then just smiles down at me.

  Trevor tightens his grip on my arm, and follows behind me through the front door of the hotel silently. I make my way up to the receptionist desk, and give my details to the older woman working there. She hands me a key-card moments later and my receipt. Before I give her another round of thanks, and take Trevor up to the room.

  It takes us a good minute to travel up to our floor in the elevator, and finally come to a stop outside of the hotel room door. My hand is shaking as I grip onto the key for dear life, and Trevor moves to stand behind me. He wraps his arms around my waist, and pulls me back into his chest. My hands are shaking even harder as I try to slide the key-card into the slot to unlock the door. Trevor notices my hands and chuckles as he cover my hands with his own. Helping me hold myself steady long enough to try to card one more time, and watching the green light appear in success.

  Trevor reaches up opening the door, and pushes the rest of my body through the doorway. He is only a step behind me closing the door once he's through. Then spinning my body around to face his, and capturing my lips in a sloppy kiss.

  Time seems to start moving at warp speed. Trevor has my dress up and over my head in a flash. Before being tossed somewhere behind me. My bra comes open with a snap next then falls at my feet. The silk straps of my thong is gently slide down my legs to the floor, but Trevor doesn't toss the garment away.

  Instead he releases my lips long enough to bend down on his knee, and carefully removing each foot from the damp underwear. Then bringing the crotch to his nose inhaling my scent deep into his lungs. Trevor hums his approval while looking up at me with an animal like hunger in his eyes. Before bouncing up from the floor with a growl seconds later, and going back to my swollen lips.

  Trevor's hands are rushed and clumsy as they travel over every inch of my naked flesh. Then pinching both of my nipples between his fingers, and twisting them hard. Making tears well up in my eyes. Before releasing the throbbing points to take both of my boobs in his hands, and smash them together with force.

  I let out a whine in protest, and try to unseal his lips from mine so I can talk. Only Trevor's lips become even more forceful. While his fingers glide down the middle of my body to my trimmed pubic hair. Not stopping until they reach the dry folds between my legs to play with my core.

  I try to clear my head and let everything go. Only focusing on Trevor, and the pleasure he is trying to give to my body. It seems to be working, because I feel a nice warm glow start to sing through my body, but it's gone just as quickly as it came. In the next second Trevor picks me up, and places my body down on the edge of the bed. Forcing my legs open as far as they can with his hands, and thrusting his semi-hard, below average cock into my dry core.

  My second time having sex comes to an end a lot faster than the first time, and isn't anywhere as satisfying for me either. I might not have come close to orgasm, but Trevor made sure to get his twice! Before rolling onto his back in the middle of the bed, and pulling my body into his side. Entwining our legs together, and pushing my head down to rest on his chest.

  Laying here in Trevor's arms long after he went to sleep, I can't help but think. Even though the sex was bad, in my opinion, that's nothing a little practice won't fix! Next time it will be even better just wait and see! And, as I finally start to drift off in his arms, I can see how easily it would be for me to fall in love with this man. He might even be the man of my dreams!

  The next afternoon at school Mandy, Trevor, and I decide to cancel study group for the rest of the semester, so the three of us can concentrate solely on our final paper for Economics. Which is completely fine with me. One, I already finished it last week, because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to find the time. Spending it all with Trevor. Two, I really needed a break from Trevor to think about what happened last night, and exactly how I feel.

  For the rest of the week Mandy claims our dorm as hers. All but telling me to find somewhere else to go while she works, so I spend most of my time alone at the library. Spending a full day making last minute tweaks to my paper before submitting it by email. Then focusing the rest of my time studying for the rest of my finals next week.

  Friday afternoon once Mandy and I finished our last final of the semester she finally allowed me to officially move back into our dorm. But, that's not all. For the first time in months Mandy and I are talking and joking around together like before. It's like the tension that has been slowly coming between Mandy and I was never there, and I couldn't be more thrilled with the turn of events!

  Mandy and I don't want the good time between us to end so soon, so we decide to go out that night for the first time all semester. Maybe stop by a few bars and clubs, and have a few drinks. Celebrating the end of another year of school, and our friendship. Even though I still can't bring myself to tell her about me and Trevor, I'm on cloud nine the entire night!

  Things couldn't get any better than this! I just didn't realize how true that statement will turn out to be yet!

  I walk into my second to last Economics class of the year early Tuesday morning. I look around for both Mandy and Trevor, but don't see either of them. I walk up the stairs to my seat sitting down, and getting ready for class. Ten minutes before class even starts Professor Moore comes in early. Which is shocking in itself, but the strangest thing of all is he ask to see me.

  I don't have even the slightest clue what he could possibly want with me, and I don't make him stand there waiting for me long to find out. I grab my bag up off the floor and run down the stairs to catch up to Professor Moore. I follow him out of the classroom, down the crowded hallway of the Political Science Building, and stop outside the last door at the end of the hall.

  I catch a glimpse of several people already sitting around a long wooden table waiting inside as the professor and I walk inside. I take a second to look at the faces around the table, and feel my heart picks up its pace when I notice Trevor and Mandy already sitting on one side of the table next to each other. Next to Trevor is an older look alike of himself. Dressed in a dark power suit and matching scowl, and can only be his father I've heard so much about.

  Across the table from the three of them is a man I've only seen in paintings around campus so far. The Dean of the University Professor Harlow. With whom I can only guess is the rest of his entourage seated on both sides of him. Filling all but one of the seats on that side of the table.

  Professor Moore walks across the room sitting down in the lone chair on the Dean's side of the table. Then waving me to sit in the seat next to him at the head of the table. I nod my head once, and let the door of the conference room go from my hand. Just before I sit down I hear the latch click on the door closing us in, and an enormous feeling of dread overwhelms my body and emotions.

  I sat my bag down on the floor at my feet. While discreetly looking at both Trevor and Mandy silently asking them what's going on with my eyes. But, neither of my so called friends will even look at me! Causing me to turn my questioning gaze toward Professor Moore. While wondering what the actual fuck is about to happen!

  Thankfully it doesn't take me long to find out! And, start kicking my own ass for not listening to my gut. When it started screaming at me to run as far and as fast as I can away from here! 

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  SOOOOOOO.....What do y'all think?!? 

 I've added a small sex scene between Abbie and Trevor, and more detail between Abbie, Trevor, and Mandy's relationship...Is it better this way? or should I change it up?

 As always, let me know!!! All help, editing, or even opinions are greatly appreciated! 

BTW....please forgive me for not uploading sooner. Things got even crazier around the holidays than I was anticipating! But I hope to have this book finished by the end of the month, so I can start on Book 4!

 Until then! Stay kinky My loves!

Callie

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