What causes in men that blind idiotic puppy-eyed desire that more so than often turns into fatal attraction?
Are we so easily led astray?
This one was a young one. Met at the same parties that the previous Chapter attended.
It all started with a drunken affair, a pathetic yet fun trade of taste.
A simple touch of lips ignited that desire, although drunk, so very easily tempted. It did not exactly help that she fit the profile of "blonde and attractive" that he so much desired since the beginning.
But this one, ah, yes, this one was a difficult one. Even though he wanted more, she would not give. Simple drunken mistake. That is all that it was.
He chose to further pursue the friendship, to see what it could grow into, however, it was like a head-on collision. What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object?
And chaos reigns, my dearest.