Mate Disaster

Mate Disaster 29

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Emily

This was un-freaken-believable, the day started like any other, or so I thought but it seems that I was mistaken. Apparently satan's little helper of West's mom or Luna as she's more commonly known has invited Michelle back to the house. Well fine I can deal with one hootchy, but it wasn't so simple. It seems that Ralph has somehow managed to get himself invited as well. It wasn't a big deal, not really  it's just that the last thing I felt like doing is deal with an immature, jealous West. 

I wasn't just wary of West's behavior, there was something that I didn't want to admit to myself since Ralph came into my life more than a week ago. There was something about him, some feeling I get whenever we were together. A pull, a magnetism. Not as strong as the bond between West and I but definitely something. That wasn't the only thing, its getting stronger and stronger the more time we spend together and I could tell that I wasn't the only one that noticed, hence West's fits of jealous rages. It scared me, these feelings that the stupid unbreakable bond was suppose to take care off.

Not only that, but Kelly, the only friend I made has picked up on it as well. Her crush on Ralph wasn't just obvious it was definitely hardcore. I could understand why she would be upset that her crush didn't like her back, but the fact that she blamed me was obvious. She has been avoiding me like the plague and when we do happen to run into each other she would pointedly ignore me. 

That would not have been so bad but she was treating me like a homewrecker, like I came between the two of them, but that was definitely not the case. Unfortunately Ralph was being obvious about he's feelings for me, if I could call it that. The only person he talks to is me and that included his teachers if the rumors were to be believe and the whole school was buzzing about it. How I had two very willing and eager love-slaves, our so called love triangle.

 I heard some girls were calling me 'menage a Emily' and I had no idea what to do with this type of notoriety. I was still a  virgin despite West and my close proximity all the time and him oozing sexiness. Whenever we were hanging out sometimes he would get these smoldering eyes  that ignited a flame in the pit of my stomach. Even with all the temptation I still wasn't ready for a such a big step and luckily West wasn't forcing the issue although sometimes he would get these pained expressions and rush to take a shower. Every single girl at home and school were treating me like a slut. These thoughts were torturing me when West came out of the shower with just a towel, glistening. 

It really wasn't that difficult to believe that everyone would think that I would jump West's bones every single change I get as my eyes moved down from his pecs to he's very defined abs and the very distinct V-shape that was evident by the very and I do mean very low towel.

"Like what you see babe, do I need to break you off a piece of this". West was joking but while he spoke a very hopeful tone entered his voice and he was watching me expectantly, waiting for my answer when he smacked his butt. He has completely forgotten that we were expecting guests and was sauntering over to me  yet moving his hips suggestively.  I had to laugh, "you have one track mind West and all roads lead to Rome". I nodded my head toward the only covered part of his body.