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I
couldn’t stop her…I responded by opening my mouth. She took that as an invitation,
and slid her tongue inside. I moaned, slightly. I couldn’t help it. It wasn’t the
initial reaction I thought I would have, when I felt her tongue in my mouth it
was natural instinct to moan, it felt like a natural response to me. She caught
me off guard again, as she backed away from me completely, turned looked into
the mirror, and reapplied her lipstick.

“I was
right, you do melt in my mouth.” She admitted.

I stood
there stunned, not just because I was just assaulted by a woman, but also by
the fact that I didn’t want her to stop. I wanted her to keep going. I wanted to
see how far she would have taken it. Maybe I wanted to see how far I would have
allowed her to seduce me. I felt like that’s what she was doing to me. She was
seducing me to be with her, and I had never felt someone have that power over
me like that.

I
immediately wanted to know how to have the same power she had just apprehended
from me. I wanted to know what she meant by me being in control of everything
around me. I hesitantly walked over to the mirror. I could see my own reflection
as well as hers looking back at me.

“What
did you mean, by me being able to have control?”

“My, my,
a small little kitten one minute and a tiger the next. I think we are going to
form a beautiful relationship, my Bella Rosa. Do you have any idea how gorgeous
you are? We could both gain something miraculous from our relationship
together.”

I was
still staring some quizzical look at her through the mirror, “what do you
mean?”

“I mean
a mutual benefitted relationship, one where you and I both gain something. I
could be like a mother to you. Do you need a mother, Ysabelle?” My initial
reaction was this is fucking bullshit.

“Listen
lady, I don’t need a mother. I have one of those and I haven’t seen or heard
from her in two years. I can take care of myself. I’ve been doing it for a very
long time. So can you cut the shit and theatrics now, and just tell me what the
fuck you meant.” And then, she fucking smiled at me! And I am not talking about
a happy smile I am talking about a shit-eating grin smile.

“You’re
absolutely perfect, Ysabelle. You’re everything that I look for in my girls.
You’re the epitome of innocence, seductress, and feisty. All you would need is
some guidance, and you would make me so proud.” She said it with so much
enthusiasm, like she was visualizing me doing whatever it was she had in mind. “You
would have men crawling at your feet, just begging you for some attention. I
can see it now. You would be my favorite girl.” At this point, I had no fucking
clue what this lady was talking about. She was starting to get on my nerves and
I needed to get back to work before I pissed off Devon.

“Okay
lady, you’re obviously wasting my time and I need to get back to work. Thanks
for feeling me up in the restroom. I hope you had a great time! I can now add
first bisexual experience to my résumé of fucked-upped-ness.” I turned to get
the hell out of there. This lady was crazy. She grabbed me by the hair so fast
with enough force to jerk my head backwards.

“Don’t
bite the hand that will fucking feed you, Ysabelle. That’s the first rule that
you need to learn, you also need some God damn manners.” She jerked my head
back some more causing me to whimper. “Are you done being a little bitch, or do
I need to re-evaluate our relationship?” I nodded my head. The fucking bitch
was vicious, ruthless, and didn’t give a fuck that she had just assaulted me.
She let me go with a genuine, motherly smile

“Alright
then, let’s try this again.” Her personality instantly changed back to being
prim and proper, like she didn’t just about rip my hair from my head. She reached
into her purse, pulled out a black business card with VIP etched silver
lettering on the top and handed it to me. I looked at the front of it and then
flipped it over, seeing an address and a phone number on the back.

“Be
there tomorrow, at 3:00 p.m.” She demanded.

“I have
to work tomorrow.” She looked at me and cocked her eyebrow.

“I’ll
see you at three, Ysabelle, have a good night.” She kissed both my cheeks and
left the restroom. I stood there for several seconds, just looking at the card
and wondering what the hell had just happened. I knew one thing for sure; I
would be there tomorrow at three.

I was
distracted for the rest of the night. It’s a good damn thing I didn’t have to
worry about money. My preoccupied mind wreaked havoc on my tips that night.

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Olivia
and I tried to stay away from each other and for the most part it worked,
except when we were alone. Everything went to shit when we were alone. Oli came
to one of my baseball games alone one afternoon, because Julia was sick and her
parents were attending to her. They didn’t want Oli to get sick as well, so
they made her come to my game. The girls had turned fourteen and I was sixteen.

I was an
All-star baseball player for my school. The girls didn’t really know, however, I
had started dating here and there. It was easy to keep that a secret from them
when they were still in middle school. I didn’t know what I was going to do
next year, when we would all be at the same school again.

The game
was nearly over and I kept catching Oli in the stands. Her hair was down and
she had started to wear some makeup. I didn’t think she needed it, however, it
made her even more beautiful, her bright green eyes blazed through the stands.

When the
game was over I ran to the locker rooms, showered, and dressed. I came out
looking for Oli, I couldn’t find her anywhere. When I finally found her, she
was still sitting in the stands, she hadn’t moved even though the place had
cleared out. I grabbed my bag and walked over to her, I set my bag down and sat
beside her. Neither one of us said anything for a long time. The sun had
finally started setting.
            “God…it’s beautiful.” I said.

“I know.
Look at all the colors, I love when the sun sets.”

“I
wasn’t talking about the sun, Oli.” She turned and found my eyes that were
intently looking at her. Oli was growing up to be breathtaking, I knew once she
started high school boys were going to be all over her. I didn’t know what I
was going to do then.

She
blushed and smiled at me.

“Why are
you looking at me like that?” She teased.

“Because,
I can’t help
not
looking at you like that.” Her lips parted and her
tongue peered out slowly licking her lips. I reached out and caressed the side
of her cheek and her face leaned into my fingers. Shifting my hand to the back
of her head, I gently brought her over to me.

My lips
found hers instantly. It started with just a peck until I opened my mouth to
her, and she sought out my tongue. This kiss was much different from our last,
that kiss was sloppy; this one was eager and demanding. Our tongues twisted, as
we tasted each other. It felt amazing.

She
pulled away from me first and laid her forehead on mine. We both stared at each
other for a few moments, slightly panting, and breathing each other in.

“I’ve
missed this. I wish it could always be like this.” She whimpered.

“Me,
too.”

“Why do
things have to be complicated and hard? It shouldn’t have to be.”

“I know.
I don’t know what to do, Oli. It doesn’t matter what I do somebody gets hurt. I
love you, I also love Julia. I can’t hurt her, at the same time I am hurting
you and it kills me inside.”

“I know,
Sebby. I love you. You know that right? You know that I would do anything for
you. You know that I would never want to hurt Julia; she’s everything to me. I
owe all of it to the Matthews, I could never hurt her, and I don’t know what
would have happened to me if I hadn’t found them. They’re my family, and you
are too.”

“Let’s
just keep moving forward with how things are Oli, there’s nothing we could do
to change anything right now. Let’s just see if something changes in the
future.”

She
nodded, I could see it in her face that that’s not what she wanted to hear. I
didn’t know what to do, I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. It didn’t
matter which way I went, somebody would be hurt or unhappy.

We were
stuck.

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The new
school year was in full swing. We had all just entered another year of school
together. I had made quite a name for myself over the past couple of years and
I began my junior year as co-captain of my baseball team. I had just turned
seventeen and the girls fifteen.

The
girls had finally started at my high school as freshman; I would be lying if I
told you that I wasn’t uneasy about it. There would be NO ONE taking advantage
of them, being as they were now fresh meat. They were both growing up quite
nicely…things were maturing and developing right before my very own eyes.

Julia
had made the JV cheerleading squad, and as much as she persuaded Olivia to try
out with her, Olivia wouldn’t have it. She hated being the center of attention
and chose to join the swim team instead. She said it was my influence that made
her love the water so much.

I had
started dating Allie towards the end of my sophomore year. We met in physics
class, and it slowly developed into something more. Julia and Allie hit it off
right from the get-go. Allie was a fellow varsity cheerleader, and coached
Julia all summer on ways to make the team. Olivia seemed more distant from
Allie, she accepted her into my life nonetheless. You wouldn’t really call them
friends though, more like acquaintances.

Just
because she accepted her into my life, didn’t mean she liked it. I knew she didn’t
like it, the truth is; I wasn’t sure what the hell was up between us. We were
still best friends. I loved her, and would kill anyone that hurt her.

We knew
we couldn’t be together, and I know that it hurt her deeply when I told her
that I had started seeing someone.

            “Why
Sebastian? Why can’t I be enough?” She declared.

            “It’s
not like that Oli. She’s just a girl. I don’t care about her, like I care about
you. You have to know that. What more can I do?” I stated.

            “What
the hell does that mean?”

            “It
means, I’m a guy Oli, fuck, I’m seventeen. I have needs and urges. You know?”
She looked like I had slapped her in the face, and slowly started backing away
from me. I grabbed her by the arm.

            “Don’t
go like this Oli. I’m sorry. You know I’m sorry. What the fuck can I do? I
mean…I don’t know what else to do.”

            “God
Sebastian, you have no clue do you?”

            “What?”

            “I
could do that with you. I don’t care what way I have you, as long as I do.
Julia would never have to find out. I mean we have hid it this long we could
keep doing that. Nobody would be the wiser, we could still be together. I
understand that I have to share you with Julia, but don’t make me do that with
this girl it’s not fair! It’s not right that you would ask me to do that.” I
brought her over to me, and put my arms around her tiny body.

            “Baby…”
I whispered into her ear and neck, as I softly placed kisses.

            “I’m
sorry…I can’t.” She instantly placed both hands on my chest and shoved me as
hard as she could, which made me lose my balance and almost fall over.

            “Go
to hell, Sebastian.” She shouted, before running off.

            Our
relationship became strained after that, we were still around each other it was
just different. I knew that I was the one that caused this drift and it slowly
began to eat away at me. There was nothing else for me to do, I needed to move
forward and hope to God that one day she would understand.

            Allie
and I got close over the summer, I lost my virginity to her right before school
started. Allie had been with one guy before me, which I was grateful for. I
didn’t want the responsibility of taking someone’s v-card. We had started
messing around and it just happened, it was awkward, and lasted about 4.5
seconds. We practiced and practiced a lot after that though
.

Homecoming
was a few weeks away, and Allie was already driving me crazy with color
schemes. We had both made homecoming court and were in the running for prince
and princess. Julia had also made freshman court, which she was just as
ecstatic about. She started seeing my teammate, Robert. He was a respectful
nice guy, so I was okay with it, no guy would ever be good enough for either of
them, but I needed to let go.

Olivia
continued to remain distant from me. I knew what it was, although, I tried like
hell to ignore it, as she did me. It never worked though. I needed to stop. The
major issue was; I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t get her out of my soul. That’s
where she was. It was deeper than being in my brain, deeper than even my heart.