"I just don't think it's a good idea, that's all I'm sayin," Sean said as Kassidy pried her remote control out of his grasp. "I heard some weird shit about people who meet online."
"I'm a big girl, Sun-Sean, I can take care of myself. Plus, technically, I didn't meet him online, I met him at the grocery store, " she replied, changing the channel. She kind of liked the concern Sean was showing her, even though he was mostly concerned about where the encounter would end up instead of her well-being.
"Kass, this guy could be a psycho," he said, exhaling loudly. He didn't wanna seem like a nag, he just was watching out for her. She was, in reality, the only girl he cared about besides his mother.
"You're right, he could be... there's also a good chance that he isn't," she said, propping her legs over his lap. Without thinking, he gripped her bare thigh in his hand... it was only natural.
"Why do you even wanna meet up with this guy anyway?" he asked, searching her face. He wanted to know what her intentions were so he would know what to expect.
"I'm just curious, I guess," she said, shrugging. 'Why do I want to find this guy so badly?' she asked herself, bewildered.
"Bullshit! You just wanna give my pussy away," he accused, causing Kassidy's eyes to widen.
"Your pussy? Seriously, Sean?" she scoffed and raised an eyebrow, "You've gotta be fucking kidding me!"
"Whatever, Kassidy, you know who it belongs to. That's why you haven't given it to anyone else but me," he declared, looking at Kassidy confidently. He wasn't wrong, he really was the only guy she'd ever had sex with but she didn't like him staking a claim on her like she was a piece of land.
"No, I haven't given it away like a party favor because I'm not a slut, unlike you and I hate to break it to you, Sweetheart, but my pussy is no more your's than your dick is mine," she said, throwing a pointed look in his direction, "and so what if I did? Whose to say I don't wanna let him grip a handful of my hair and fuck me like a madman? What now, Asshole?"
Involuntarily, a surge of jealousy washed over him and he didn't like it. He was totally unfamiliar with the feeling and it made him uneasy. Even without saying, she knew that he didn't like the thought of someone else having sex with her and she was making a joke out of it...out of him.
"You're about to regret everything you just said, Kay," he growled, pushing her legs off of him and separating them. "Apologize."
~*~*~*~*~
Jackson woke up covered in a sheen of sweat. His nightmare was so realistic: he could have sworn he felt the scorching heat on his skin as well as the sting of the blowing sand. After staring into the darkness for several moments, he turned his eyes to the clock on his bedside table: 3:12 am. He knew there was no way that he could possibly go back to sleep after a dream like that.
After stretching and yawning, he went to the living room, sat down on the couch, and flipped on his television. He watched a couple of episodes of Bait Car on Tru TV before he got bored. He was stressed, lonely, and sexually frustrated. He needed release and he was gonna have to handle it like any other pussy-less guy: by jacking off...
After getting some much needed relief, he browsed the net. He looked on Craiglist for a new gun safe and somehow ended up in the personals. After browsing Men Seeking Women (to see what kind of man looked for a woman on Craigslist) and Women Seeking Men (to see what kind of woman looked for a man on Craigslist), he ended up on a page called Missed Connections. Out of curiosity, he clicked on the first post:
Redhead at Shropshire Shopping Mall- m4w - 36
