Sam finds his way
All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older unless otherwise denoted. All characters are fictitious and this is a fictitious story, and any resemblance to any characters, living or dead, in this story is purely coincidental. I appreciate the comments and want to apologize for the last chapter. This is a continuous story and you should read the first 11 chapters so you understand the dynamics of the story. Please enjoy the story.
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Things got really interesting in the next couple of months as I made my way through the trials and tribulations from my own demons. Lisa stopped me after class one day and told me that Barb had gotten some help and was seeing a psychologist. She said she was doing much better and was back to work. I was really glad to hear that, taking a load off my mind.
I was practicing with the band one day and Tammy came by and managed to totally piss me off, as she said, "I guess you're teacher friend got smart and dumped you; so now you're back to the lower forms of life."
I thought for a moment and retorted with vehemence," I haven't got to the lowest form of life yet Tammy, I still won't sleep with you."
"You little cock sucker, I ought to kick your ass, "gaining a new focus of her wrath when Gerald busted out laughing and who hawing so hard that he almost pissed himself. It didn't help matters when the rest of band busted out laughing as well. Being totally humiliated, she just turned and stomped away, flipping us off."
"You live dangerously bro, she has a temper and a half and she's much bigger than you."
"She should learn better than the fuck with me. I'm not going to take any of her shit, Gerald."
"I told you bro, you're my hero," was all he said as I lightheartedly punched him on the shoulder.
Then Charlie came to me and asked me to go home with her after saying, "Sammy you better watch yourself; she's not the kind of girl you want to piss off; if you know what I mean?"
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Lisa stopped me one day after class and told me that Barb was seeing a psychologist on an outpatient basis. She said that Barb seemed in much better spirits, but was embarrassed about what she had done. She said she was back to work and enjoying her students.
These revelations made me feel so much better. I had been worried about Barb, even though I knew we'd never get back together. I guess I couldn't be non-caring, even if she had hurt me greatly.
I ran in to the younger Janus sisters at a sorority party we played about a month after our incident together and things got a little dicey. Brandi came up to me and started in on me right away.
"I hope you're happy Sammy, Mandy and I were grounded for a month over all that. My dad sold my car to pay all of your medical bills and Mandy isn't allowed any dates."
"Personally Brandi, I think you got off easy. Do you know what could have happened to me when you slipped me that ecstasy? I could have died, not that that obviously would've made a difference to you. You really must be selfish, not caring what happens to anybody else just as long as you get your way. You must be one spoiled bitch."
"Fuck you Sammy," she said venomously as she stomped off. I went about my playing that night and even managed to go home with Charlie, spending the night at her apartment. When I called home to let them know I was going to be out for the night, Saffron answered the phone, acting none too happy at my news. Our conversation didn't go too well.
"So Sammy, are going to stay out all night with that singsong slut again?" With the most venom I ever heard in her voice. I was not in the mood to hear it and replied in kind.
"I told you I thought it was time to get my own apartment, now I realize I was correct."
"Now you don't need to knew that Sammy; I guess I'm just a little jealous."
"If you keep talking to me like that, I'm going to do it; what are you going to do if I find a girlfriend?"
"I'm sorry Sammy; we'll talk about this when we see each other again."
I was pretty pissed off and unfortunately for me, but fine with her, I took it out on Charlie in bed. She liked a good hard fucking, just like Saffron. She liked the position with her ankles around her ears with me pounding her. This got me much deeper into her than our other positions. I fucked her once like that and we went to sleep, only to wake up again with her giving me a blow job. This time she mounted me and rode me like she was going for a record. I enjoyed the strong fucking, don't get me wrong, but I missed the tenderness that I used to have with Barb. We went to sleep again and I woke up in the morning with a craving to eat her out. I woke her up sliding my tongue into her well fucked pussy. She looked down at me, fiery eyes of hers and stretched with a big smile.
"My God Sammy, what a wonderful way to wake up; I could get addicted to this. You know, you're the best pussy eater I've ever had. Stay with me forever, I could do with a love slave." It didn't take me long to eat her to orgasm, probably because she was sensitive from the night before. I finished and slid up to where I could kiss her; as she licked her juices off of my face.
"What do you think Sammy, could we be a couple? Be honest with me."
"Honestly Charlie, I like you as a friend, but I don't have those feelings about you."
"That is honest Sammy, it's a shame, I think we could've made a good team."
"If relationships could be based on how good two people fuck with each other, we'd be great. But there's more to it than that."
"I do like messing up the sheets with you lover, but I don't know that I could stand by one guy."
"Charlie, you are one-of-a-kind."
I washed up as best I could, showering while at Charlie's, got dressed, said my goodbyes, and left for home. I didn't get home until about 10:30 AM and missed Saffron going out with her friends. I didn't mind missing her because I knew it wasn't going to be pleasant. I had to confront her about this jealousy routine.
I called Roxy and asked her if she wanted to meet me for coffee at noon. I knew it was short notice, but I thought there may be a chance. She said she could, but mind if I brought someone with her. I told her as long as it wasn't Barb it would be okay.
When I got to Magic Joe's she was setting there with a very pretty blonde between 40 to 50 years old. She looked so much like Roxy, I knew it had to be her mother. They both stood up when I got there and Roxy started the introductions.