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Who is that, Ai? Do you need help?
It's my Ex-boyfriend. We broke up about a week ago. After he cheated on me, I was the one paying the bills. He would stay home and do nothing; he didn't want to improve himself, so he played games and drank. He made me carry the burden of everything, and he wasn't like that in college.
Park next to that truck. I need to grab something before I walk you back to your office to ensure nothing happens.
She parks next to my truck, and I get my Colt 1911 from my armrest and tuck it into my back waistband. Then I start to walk with her back to her office. At this point, her Ex sees her and starts heading over to use it. I step in between them, keeping her safe.
Ai, I was wrong. Give me another chance. I will change. She meant nothing to me; it was a moment of weakness. I promise to do better.
Ai doesn't want to talk to you. You should know you're over; take it for what it is.
Who are you, and what do you have to do with Ai's life? This is between me and her; stay out of this white guy.
I am Ai's new boyfriend. So, her safety and well-being are important to me. If you think I would set back and let you put her through more hell than you already did, then you are dumber than I have heard.
I see he will lose his temper; why are people like this? If you fuck up, just own it and move on. It's not that hard of a concept to understand. You can't expect a woman to forgive everything. They can only handle so much in the name of love until it's too much even for them to deal with. Build a life for yourself before trying to build a life with someone else.
You're her new boyfriend; bullshit, she wouldn't have hooked up this fast and not with a white guy. Her parents are against her being with someone not Chinese.
Her parents don't matter when it comes to her choosing who she wants to love. This is America. We don't do that here; we believe in free love. Why should her parents matter if she wants to be with me and I want to be with her? This concept of mindlessly following your parents when you're an adult is mind-numbing to me. A parent should wish for their child's happiness even if they disagree. Not make them feel like shit. I will say this one last time: leave Ai alone, or I will go Daniel Daly on your Boxer Rebellion.
Is this the guy you want to be with, someone unlike us?
I love him, and I want to be with him. I don't want to see you again, so please leave me alone.
Okay, but your parents will hear about this. Let's see what they will do about it.
Oh no, the big man running home to tell his parents about losing his girl from his fuck up. Are you that much of a little man? And I am not talking about the fact you are 5'3.
He looked at me and then left, walking away in a fit of anger. Man, just take your loss and move on. It's not the end of the world.
Thank you, Tim, for helping me. And don't worry about my parents; they are back in China and can't do anything to me.
She hugs and passionately kisses me while wrapping her arms around my waist. We stay like this for a good five minutes. I let her go. We talk to each other for about five more minutes. I told her I plan to move in around Sunday next weekend or Monday, depending on if anything comes up. She says she will start moving in this week, and if I want to come by to get some love, I have to call her.
We part ways, and I head to my truck. I called Samantha to tell her I was heading home now and should arrive in 30 minutes. She asked me to pick up some groceries because we ran low on potatoes and beef. So, I tell her to text me what she wants me to get, and I will head over to Publix to get it. I jump into my truck making way to Publix, I pull into the parking lot. I put my Colt M1911 back into the armrest lockbox. I make my way to the store and grab a chart; I make my way to the vegetable section. I run into Amaka Adeoye; she is a senior student. She is brilliant and beautiful. Her parents immigrated from Nigeria when she was 3. I sigh and look at her meter 46. Well, another student who loves me. I guess I was blind to my luck with the ladies. She has her hair in braids with a bandana, keeping it down her back. Her hair goes to her waist, and her chest is D cup, but damn, is her ass nice. I will look at her status after I leave.
Good evening Mr. Rockefeller, how has your day been?
I am doing amazing Mrs. Adeoye, How has your day been?
I have been good and can't wait for school to start again. I would love to learn about history in your class and discuss it with you. I have many questions that I can't answer.
If you have questions, I can give you my phone number so you can ask me. That is if you want my number.
YES! Yes, I would love to be able to contact you to answer my questions.
YES!!! I can't believe I was able to get his number. I was going to wait until I graduated from High School to ask for it, but this worked out better. Now, I can get closer to him. He looks handsome, more handsome today. He has this maturity aura about him, like a man at the top of his life. My heart is beating so crazy now. I want to hug him.
Here is my phone; put your number into it. I have to go soon; my mother wanted me to grab some things for dinner. It was nice seeing you again, and your new look makes you look sexy, Mr. Rockefeller.
Thank you for the compliment, Amaka, but my looks fail to match how beautiful you are. You outshine even the stars themselves.
*Internal screaming* He said I am beautiful, and it's the best day ever. Is he hitting on me? If so, I am all for it. Come, Mr. Rockefeller. I welcome it with open arms.
If I didn't know any better, Mr. Rockefeller, I would think you were making a pass at me.
I wouldn't be making a pass at you if I didn't know you already loved me. After all, you're my student, but the best way to handle this is a direct way. I'm not beating around the bush; I'm just wasting time. It can lead to issues down the road. If you love me, I may as well make the first move. Keep the ball in my court to guide you to my harem. I look around and see no one around. I walk to her, standing just a foot away. I take one of my hands and raise her chin, kissing her.
I am making a pass at you, are you willing to caught it.
Oh my god, he kissed me. What do I do? I was going to joke with him, but he did it. This is my chance. I can be with him. I am 18, so I am legally allowed to have sex with him. The only problem is he is my teacher. But if Dad and Mom say it's okay, Mom knows how I feel about him. But Dad doesn't; I don't know what I should do.
Take some time to think about it, Amaka. You have my number. We can meet up and deepen our bond until you have the answer.
I say while moving my hand down to her ass, placing my hands on them. Giving her one more kiss, and she returns with passion. I pull away.
I must grab some stuff and go home; my daughter awaits me. Have a fantastic night, Amaka.
I lean in and whisper.
I hope to get a call from you so we can find a place for us to spend some alone time and explore our feelings for one another.
I turn around and walk away before she has time to respond. I look over my shoulder and see that she has a giddy smile. I can tell she is over the moon; I will most likely get a call from her in a couple of days.
I grabbed Samantha's needed stuff and left the store, returning to my truck to load the stuff. I jumped in and made my way home. Today was a good day. I need to prepare for tomorrow, Barbra. It's time to make you my woman.
When I get home, Samantha runs out and kisses me. We unload the bags. I finally have time to myself, so I sit on the couch. Samantha is making me some dinner.
W.A.S. Pull up what I got today.
(Sex with Lilian for the first time has awarded you $600,000.00; she did not get pregnant.)
(Sex with Ai awarded you $300,000.00; she did not get pregnant.)
So, I have $1,160,000.00 now.
W.A.S., can you pull up stocks with an upward trend for the next 20 years? These are starter companies. Pick the best two and invest $500,000.00 in 20% stocks. Startups need capital.
(Host the stock that I have invested your money into, earning you 5 million U.S. dollars after taxes every three months. For the next five years and double every five years after. The funds will be automatically added to your account, and taxes will be removed. So that the government will not get involved with you.)
W.A.S. pulls up Sarah's info.
Sarah Miller (She has brown hair that tends to cover half her face and green eyes. She is gorgeous but has confidence issues.)
Charm meter: 80
Breast size: C cup
Hips size: Low- medium wide
Number of partners: 0
Number of children with host: 0
Status: I'm happy that the Host called her beautiful and gave her his number. I'm trying to find a reason to call him tonight. I'm thinking about sending a nude picture, and I hope he sends her one.
Love: Dirty talk, loves when a man slaps her with his cock, likes to be degraded.
Feelings for Host: She worships him because when other girls bullied her, Host stepped in and got the girls expelled, making her life better when no one else did. She loves him to the point that he can do no wrong in her eyes.
Well, Sarah won't be a problem adding. Plus, she is a good girl, and maybe I can help her shine brighter by showing her that the world is a colorful place in which she has a right to be.
W.A.S pull up Amaka info.
Amaka Adeoye (Nigerian lineage, Black braided hair, brown eyes, intelligent and loving. Willing to learn, and outgoing.)
Charm meter: 49
Breast size: D cup
Hips size: low-larger wide
Number of partners: 0
Number of children: 0
Status: She is happy that the host has made a move on her. He is Willing to give her the chance to be with him. She doesn't know how to move this along and is worried her father will find out.
Loves: Getting fucked from behind and having her hair pulled while having her ass slapped. She likes to watch her man fuck other girls.
Feelings for the host: She loves that he is passionate about history, intelligent, and tall. Willingly teaches others with care even when it goes beyond what's called for. He never loses his temper when a student can't understand what he is teaching and tries to find the best way to get it across.)
I can work with Amaka. When it comes to love, she is not as headstrong as many girls her age, so she should be more open to harem than the average high school girl. I can work with both of them; maybe with the help of their kinks, I can get both of them at the same time. I need to raise Amaka's charm level to at least 60 for that to work, but I don't think that will be hard.
We eat dinner and then head to bed; I tell Samantha that tonight is just sleep. She pouts, so I let her suck my cock, and she gets off by playing with her pussy. We fall asleep.