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I was supposed to go to the stupid support group my brother found every week. I mean a sex addiction support group? It was stupid, and I saw nothing wrong with my sexual activities, but my brothers worried so I might as well. Maybe I'll even meet a hookup.

At first the people sitting around the circle looked boring. There was an ugly emo girl (normal problem kid). There was a fat middled aged man ( sex addict, more like porn addict). There was your group of twenty something year olds who've just got out of college and realize they now have to actually work and can't just have sex. Then I saw him.

I haven't seen him since last year probably, but he looks as good as ever. Calum Hood. His tan skin and his plump lips had me itching for him.

I had to have him. I would have him.

After the stupid support group I went outside and called Ashton. He'll do anything for me.

"Hello." He said.

"It's me. I need a favor."

"What now?"

"Do you know Calum Hood." I asked.

"Yea, his in my fraternity."

"Then invite me to your next party, and drug little Cal's drink."

"Babe, he has a girlfriend."

"Do you really think I care, hell I'll make her suffer."

"We should send pictures of you guys to her. I want them to split. She's hot and would be mine if it wasn't for Hood." He said.

I'm smirked. "Sounds like fun."

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