"Okay, while we wait for the furniture, I think it's about time you heard some of my so called secrets." Tom says sitting in the chair at her side.

"You don't need to do that, Tom. I don't want you feeling pressured to tell me things about you."

"I'm not, you've earned the right to hear them. You saved, Tristan. Hell, having him shut down the mine saved not just him, but possibly all of us. But most definitely Tristan. He's killed, but doesn't harm the innocent. Should the mine have collapsed and killed five hundred innocent workers it would have destroyed him in almost every way you can."

Eva looks at Tom with confusion. "But Tristan made the decision to close that mine on his own."

Tom shakes his head. "He wouldn't have even thought of it if you hadn't of urged him to do so. He never would have allowed any one else to suggest closing down something so lucrative, but none of us would have. We would have seen the money he'd lose, not the potential lives, like you did.

"For this and for stopping him from going into his rages you've more than earned the right. Besides, you won't tell any one, that much I agree with Tristan about." Tom sits in silence gathering his thoughts as Eva looks expectantly at Tom. She had been curious, but hadn't wanted to intrude on Tom's personal life.

"As you know, Tristan and I grew up together, practically joined at the hip you could say. The only time I had interactions with a father like figure was when Tristan shared what little time he had with his father. I told him that I was guilty for taking his precious time with his father.

"His response was, it makes me happy to share my father since you don't have one. When he told me that, I couldn't deny him. His parents were rather cold and distant at the best of times, his mother suffocating at times when she remembered her duty as a mother.

"Until you came I think the last time I heard Tristan laugh in delight, carefree and fun was when were about nine or so. Just before we started working for his father." Tom looks at Eva, "Don't worry, I told Tristan that I was going to tell you about this and he told me it was okay." Eva settles back to listen.

"Tristan's father owned many brothels, whorehouses and gaming hells. Most of which were shut down by Tristan once he took over, but at the time we were twelve many of them were very active and lucrative. We were sent there often on errands. Tristan was seduced by one of the whores there and found that he enjoyed sex very much. That whore taught him how to give pleasure as well as receive it. 

"Any time a whore was paid above her price she was allowed to keep the extra money. As the son of the owner, Tristan didn't have to pay, but he did directly to the whores he visited. Between the money he paid and the pleasure he gave he was a very popular visitor there.

"By the time we started high school at fourteen we had grown a lot. Due to our jobs we also had been working out so we were defined. Many of the students that went to that school were children that worked for Tristan's father either in the mafia or in the legitimate businesses. Tristan was therefor very popular, and by association so was I.

"Tristan, well, he made it a goal so that no one at that school would graduate a virgin, male or female. 

"The only ones he didn't target were the couples, but he made sure, one way or another that they were having relations." Eva is by now staring in shock at Tom. She had known that Tristan was very active sexually, but she had no idea he was that bad at that young of an age.

"Oookay, how is this your secret then? I already knew that Tristan would go through girlfriends faster than most people drink a glass of water on a hot day." Eva is more than a little lost on this.

"Patience, Eva, I'm getting to my secrets.

"So, Tristan wasn't just incredibly active socially, but he was incredibly smart, which is a good thing for him. He never had to study and I don't think he even opened a text book unless they didn't give the answers to the homework in the lectures. He wasn't just taking advanced classes, he was taking college level courses to earn his bachelors in business. His father was already giving him some of the responsibilities of leading the legitimate businesses. Which were all a mess thanks to his father. It took Tristan years to make them the power houses they are now.

"I, on the other hand, my grades were horrible. It didn't matter how much I studied I just couldn't get the grades.

"Finally, my mother got so upset that she ganged up with Tristan's mother and they forced Tristan's father to pay for extra tutoring for me. I didn't have one tutor, Eva, I had four. The four smartest kids in school. The elite version of nerds. They looked nothing like the cliche version of a nerd." At Eva's blank look Tristan back tracks and explains. He forgets that Eva didn't go to school or see movies.

"In movies the nerds are portrayed as having greasy hair, bad complexions, glasses quite often broken and taped together and clothes that are terribly mismatched and ill fitting. These girls are elite as well and so that look wasn't going to happen. They were well groomed, hair in simple hairstyles most of the time although sometimes they would come to school with the most intricate plaits I've ever seen, light natural makeup instead of caked on, they did wear glasses instead of contacts, but the frames were designer brands and in good shape. Their clothes were designer brands and were form fitting, but not painted on and they actually covered their body instead of barely covering their tits or ass. I think that's the only reason Tristan didn't notice them. After all it was hard to see them when you have other females shoving their tits in front of you, or their ass.

"Any way, these four girls, Monica, Rachel, Talia and Angelica or Angelique depending on the day, were quiet around me at first. But once they relaxed around me I found them genuinely funny and highly intelligent. They could give Tristan a run for his money had they wanted to. They became my friends, but when I wanted to treat them like friends at school they asked me not to."

"Why? Were they ashamed of you?" Eva is confused about that.

Tom shakes his head, "No, it wasn't that. They were basically invisible at school. They weren't bullied, but if I paid attention to them as an acquaintance rather than as someone they tutor they would be bullied. Not wanting them to suffer just because I say hi, I agreed. But I wasn't happy about it.

"At school Tristan was going through the student body like fire. I had my first real taste while waiting for Tristan and a senior girl after school. They were busy in an empty class room. The senior girl's friend was bored and decided to feel me up. When I didn't stop her, she gave me a blow job. For the first time I understood a bit of why Tristan enjoyed things so much. But the girls all the girls were simply put, whores.