AnalieseThe hot water was streaming over us. I thought about reaching for the soap, but instead I reached for Oscar. I leaned into him and felt his arms go around me. He smoothed his hands over my slick skin, and we stayed like that for a little while, just basking in the feel of each other.My tanned skin looked so white against his darker coloration. I wonder what our kids will look like? Will they be darker like him or whiter like me? I could give a shi8t less, but some pretty caramel-skinned babies would be divine. I wonder if they will have black hair and brown eyes or blonde hair and blue eyes? Genes were funny things. I've seen families with a mix of both.I'm so satisfied at this moment, that I don't want to move, but there is something I want to do. I've been thinking about it for a while. I think Oscar will like it, but he may be shocked. I lean up for a kiss, gathering my nerve. Oscar didn't hesitate to take my lips and thrust his tongue inside my mouth. Is it weird to say
OscarI woke up early with an air of expectancy. So many things had changed and solidified yesterday. Ana was moving in and we were getting a dog today. My landlord could say no, but I'd get one anyway. I'd move if I had to. Ana wanted a dog, and so she would have one. It really was a good idea to have a dog. Dogs were great guard animals and many people were afraid of them. Especially the breed that Ana wanted. I'd had a Pitbull when I was younger. They were immensely strong and fiercely loyal. They were also very obedient and sweet. They were also a very misunderstood breed and had a bad reputation, hence the pound was full of them.I'm lying next to Ana. I can hear her soft breathing. We ate our snacks and went to bed naked together. I always want that sort of intimacy with her. She's still asleep and I want her. I came four times yesterday, but my dic8k doesn't care. He wants more. But I'm going to use my big head to give Ana what she needs. She gave me the best gift last night in
OscarI was so worried when Ana almost collapsed in the kennel area. I didn't think before I took her back there. I'd never been to the pound before, but I should have realized what we would be walking into. Full-sized dog cages were all around us. She started to panic. I could see her eyes glaze over and her breathing stuttered.I just started talking to her. I wanted to get her focus off what was all around us in every direction. She had never seemed very affected by being put into that huge cage the first time. Brody had described the scene to me. The one she had been in at the mansion was tiny, but either way, a cage is a cage. My baby had been trapped in one twice, because of that sick fu8ck Edgar.I had just been so excited, and she had been doing so well. Damn, but she came out of it when she saw that dog. It was a beautiful creature with fur the same color as my skin. Was that a coincidence or was that just fate? Ana had straightened quickly and walked over to the cage. She sa
OscarI gotta admit, I was feeling pretty fucki8ng domesticated for the first time in my life. My girl and I are moving in together and we're out shopping for our new pets, then this fu8ck has to invade our lives again. Not to mention, I heard her ask him to move, but he didn't. He's trying to intimidate her and if it wasn't for the fact he was being cautious about Coco, he would have been right in her space. 'Cause he's a di8ck like that.Dylan whips around when I speak. He's surprised to see me. I got a strange sort of satisfaction when I caught a glimpse of fear in his eyes when he saw me standing behind him. I've bulked up quite a bit since our high school days. Dylan, on the other hand, still had a slim, athletic build. He'd be great at soccer or basketball, but not so great in a fight. I wasn't planning a fight though. Not here and not now. I had to get Ana and Coco and Mystic out of here."I'm only gonna say this once, Dylan. Don't contact Ana. She's with me. Move aside now, or
AnalieseOscar was acting strangely. He had said he was going back to the car earlier, but I don't think that's what he did. Then he was on the phone a couple of times. I think he's planning something he doesn't want me to know about. Something to do with Dylan, I bet. But then I don't have time to worry about that anymore. It's time to go to my parents' house, and I'm so nervous.My mom is cool with me moving in with Oscar. I mean maybe she would want me to be married first, but I live in a different age than they did. She gets it. At least more than my father will. And part of me is grieving about leaving them too. I don't want to disappoint them, but I need to live my life, my way. I want to be with Oscar more than anything, and I'm sure, at some point, he'll pop the question. Or I will. I know I'd like to be married when we have children, it just provides more stability for the children and us. I don't like feeling like I'm living in some sort of limbo. Being with Oscar makes me f
OscarI guess Ana and I are still in the getting to know you phase of our relationship. I didn't know how she would react to me going after Dylan, so I hesitated to say anything. But she took it so well. She didn't even ask for details. I guess it's the level of trust has in me, knowing I'm going to take care of her. I have told her that I want to take care of all of her needs, mentally and physically. And any dark outside influences, I'm going to take care of those too. It's a need in me that I don't want to ignore.Brody took his mom's car to go spy if Dylan was home. He'd gotten his address, like I knew he would. That guy should have been a private detective or some sh8t. He always got the info we needed. I didn't ask how. He probably swept the internet with some algorithm. Who knows, but he got the info and ran surveillance for me while Ana and I were at dinner.Brody found the car I had described, sitting in the driveway. An hour ago, Dylan was home. We were going run by there, b
AnalieseCoco hears something. I look up from my phone when I see her ears co8ck to the side. I'm sitting on the couch playing a game on my phone, trying to distract myself from the fact that Oscar isn't home yet. I'm not scared or anything. I've talked with my mom and Kylie. I figured it was a good time to do those things while Oscar was out.Kylie seems to be doing well. She told me that Brody was out as well, so I told her that they guys were most likely together, planning something against Dylan. We discussed what we thought they might do. Knowing they had killed before and recently, probably crossed both of our minds, but we didn't discuss that. It wouldn't be wise, obviously, and it was too fresh. And I hated that all those good men, including my own father, were in on something like that. I had not even talked to Oscar about it. I would one day, but sometime in the future. I didn't want the details just yet. It was enough to know that those thugs would never hurt anyone else ag
OscarI watched her fine ass walk away from me and I sighed. Now was not the time to get hard. I used my imagination anyway. Ana would go to the bedroom and get naked. Her beautiful body would be bare in a few moments, and I was stuck out here with this douche8bag. I looked down at him when he moaned. He'd be awake soon. My neighbors didn't seem to notice the fight, but they will notice the cops milling around soon. I hear the sirens stop wailing as they pull along the street outside the gate.I told Ana the story I would tell the cops. She was smart enough to follow my lead. The story was mostly true, I just happened to be outside waiting for the sick fu8ck instead of inside with Ana. Dylan's fingerprints were on the window and screen if the cops bothered to check. I knew they would haul him away tonight. I just hope it was enough to keep him in jail a little while. Trespassing by itself probably wasn't going to do it. I hope they got him for breaking and entering, even though he nev
MindyThere was a knock at the door. It was only eight in the morning. I didn't usually have visitors knock so early, so it was curious. I was an early riser, a thing that drove Dylan crazy. He hated getting up early and usually worked a second or third shift so he could sleep in. He never came home last night, which was also curious. I wondered if this had something to do with that.An ominous feeling fell over me. It sucked because I was on a serious high after my night with the guys. It had been wonderful, and it made me examine why I had put up with Dylan for all these years. Kent and J.J. were seriously good lovers without the bent of cruelty that Dylan had. It was a revelation really. I didn't feel used or abused or taken for granted this morning. I'd felt delighted.I looked out the peephole with a bit of shock. Analiese. She was a bit older, but exactly how I remember her from high school. I was going to get some bad news, I just knew it. I opened the door to face my fate."He
OscarAna made some valid points. She wanted to be informed about things going on in her own life. I get that. Not many people like to be left in the dark, especially when it pertains to their own lives. I had my reasons for not giving her the plan, mostly because I didn't want her inside freaking out about what was going on outside. I didn't have time to get her out of here, not when I thought Dylan might be out there watching.I didn't want to wait until dinner. I lied a bit when I said I was calling Moe. I needed to ask Bill to look around the house and see if he finds any indication that someone had been looking in the windows at her old house. I don't think this is the first time Dylan has done something like this. I need information to move forward.It was one of the days that Bill decided to work from home. He went outside immediately when I explained the situation. He remembered Dylan from the high school days and knew that something had happened to break them up. I had explai
AnalieseThere is a war going on inside me. First, I want to be strong. I am strong. I've gotten through to the other side of what could have been a tragedy in my life. The second part, I needed help to get there. Oscar was there for me every step of the way. I no longer sit around moping, thinking why me? I moved forward towards the goal of being myself again. So then, I'm strong again. A continuous and seemingly endless circle.Where would I be if he hadn't called me that first night in the car after our rescue? I shudder to think that I would be lying around my house, depressed and alone. With no hope. What is worse than living without hope? Nothing. Those without hope struggle to live, to move on and recover. They often use violence against themselves. They become addicts to escape. They may even contemplate death. I cringe. I'd never been down that road in my mind before and shied away from its implications.Oscar didn't talk about it with me last night, but I know Dylan was afte
MindyDylan left after he showered. I didn't expect him home anytime soon. When he says he'll be late, it's always true. I'm surprised that he actually left me alone. He's never had me entertain the guys without him supervising and directing the action. He's definitely the dominant personality of their trio. I was wondering how Kent and J.J. would act without Dylan here while I made dinner for one. I knew Dylan would get something to eat while he was out. It was his M.O.Because I knew him so well, I also knew he stepped out on me occasionally. I used to let it bother me, but once I realized he was never going to marry me, I let my heart grow cold for him. Now we are basically nothing more than friends with benefits. Roommates who fu8cked. He would call me his submissive. And while I was submissive to him, I didn't really like that title. I liked to say we were fuc8k buddies. Anyway, I'd taken up messing around with other men too. So I guess you could say we are even.I don't flaunt my
Dylan (POV by request)Warning: Degradation and Humiliation Kink That May Be Disturbing for Some Readers.As soon as Mindy came home from work, I pulled her inside and threw her over the back of the couch. I shoved her dress up and pulled her thong aside. My di8ck had been hard all day from seeing Analiese. She was so pretty and innocent looking. I'd been so close to fu8cking her back in high school. I put in all the work, then she found out about me and Mindy. To top it off, Oscar got involved, and it was game over for me with Ana. I've been pretty resentful ever since.Mindy had only been a toy to pass time with back then. I needed to fu8ck and Mindy liked to spread her legs. Next thing I knew, we had moved in together. She was no innocent. Not like Ana. I know I would have been her first, if I had just been more discreet. Fuc8ing Mindy behind the bleachers was a colossal mistake. It had been Mindy's idea. She loves public se8x even to this day. But Mindy was a who8re. She had fuc8ke
OscarI watched her fine ass walk away from me and I sighed. Now was not the time to get hard. I used my imagination anyway. Ana would go to the bedroom and get naked. Her beautiful body would be bare in a few moments, and I was stuck out here with this douche8bag. I looked down at him when he moaned. He'd be awake soon. My neighbors didn't seem to notice the fight, but they will notice the cops milling around soon. I hear the sirens stop wailing as they pull along the street outside the gate.I told Ana the story I would tell the cops. She was smart enough to follow my lead. The story was mostly true, I just happened to be outside waiting for the sick fu8ck instead of inside with Ana. Dylan's fingerprints were on the window and screen if the cops bothered to check. I knew they would haul him away tonight. I just hope it was enough to keep him in jail a little while. Trespassing by itself probably wasn't going to do it. I hope they got him for breaking and entering, even though he nev
AnalieseCoco hears something. I look up from my phone when I see her ears co8ck to the side. I'm sitting on the couch playing a game on my phone, trying to distract myself from the fact that Oscar isn't home yet. I'm not scared or anything. I've talked with my mom and Kylie. I figured it was a good time to do those things while Oscar was out.Kylie seems to be doing well. She told me that Brody was out as well, so I told her that they guys were most likely together, planning something against Dylan. We discussed what we thought they might do. Knowing they had killed before and recently, probably crossed both of our minds, but we didn't discuss that. It wouldn't be wise, obviously, and it was too fresh. And I hated that all those good men, including my own father, were in on something like that. I had not even talked to Oscar about it. I would one day, but sometime in the future. I didn't want the details just yet. It was enough to know that those thugs would never hurt anyone else ag
OscarI guess Ana and I are still in the getting to know you phase of our relationship. I didn't know how she would react to me going after Dylan, so I hesitated to say anything. But she took it so well. She didn't even ask for details. I guess it's the level of trust has in me, knowing I'm going to take care of her. I have told her that I want to take care of all of her needs, mentally and physically. And any dark outside influences, I'm going to take care of those too. It's a need in me that I don't want to ignore.Brody took his mom's car to go spy if Dylan was home. He'd gotten his address, like I knew he would. That guy should have been a private detective or some sh8t. He always got the info we needed. I didn't ask how. He probably swept the internet with some algorithm. Who knows, but he got the info and ran surveillance for me while Ana and I were at dinner.Brody found the car I had described, sitting in the driveway. An hour ago, Dylan was home. We were going run by there, b
AnalieseOscar was acting strangely. He had said he was going back to the car earlier, but I don't think that's what he did. Then he was on the phone a couple of times. I think he's planning something he doesn't want me to know about. Something to do with Dylan, I bet. But then I don't have time to worry about that anymore. It's time to go to my parents' house, and I'm so nervous.My mom is cool with me moving in with Oscar. I mean maybe she would want me to be married first, but I live in a different age than they did. She gets it. At least more than my father will. And part of me is grieving about leaving them too. I don't want to disappoint them, but I need to live my life, my way. I want to be with Oscar more than anything, and I'm sure, at some point, he'll pop the question. Or I will. I know I'd like to be married when we have children, it just provides more stability for the children and us. I don't like feeling like I'm living in some sort of limbo. Being with Oscar makes me f