Curtis was a 16 year old boy, he loved girls and he loved- well using them.
He would use them for money, homework, rides to places, etc.
But he mostly used them for their bodies. It's not that he wanted to use them, he was just so in love with the female anatomy.
The way a woman's hand touches his or the at she walked and danced, would always make Curtis fall in love. He would then approach the girl upon seeing, then he would take her out, and eventually get her to lay in bed with him.
Although he loved them, he did not love them for long.
Until he met Loraine, ahh yes Loraine. Even her name made his heart skip a beat.
The first time he saw her was in school, during lunch.
He saw her reading a book at a double sided table, by herself. She wore nicely fitted plain yellow short sleeves shirt and ripped jeans.
His favorite kind for a girl to wear because it showed skin big not too much.
It left enough covered for an imaginative mind.
Her shoes made him wonder more
Because they were plain black flats. Usually you can tell a person by their shoes but today, he just couldn't tell.
So he wakes over to her,
"Hi my name is Curtis." He confidently said as he sat down next to her.
She never looked up from her book but she responded without care,
"Hello Curtis." She turned a page in her book and continued to read.
Curtis was confused, usually girls would drop their phones just in hopes he would say hi to the as he walked by.
Curtis then spoke,
"Yours?"
She then scooted further from Curtis in hopes he would leave her alone
Curtis scooted closer and leaned in to see what she was reading.
"Can I help you?" She was annoyed now
"Yes, I need to know your name."
"You don't need to know my name. You want to, there's a difference."
"Why won't you acknowledge me?"
"Why won't you get out of my space?"
Loraine responded on an angered time, which had made Curtis sit in silence until the bell rang.
Once it did Loraine has pulled out a bookmark from her bra and marked her spot in the book.
Being a mosey person, right before she marked her spot, Curtis had seen the words ~property of~ but was cut off when she Slammed her book shut, tucked it under her arm (exposing the book mark,) and walked off.
Curtis had this feeling of someone poking his
Brain, he wanted- no he needed to know her name, he has to or his head was going to explode.
He snuck up behind her and swiftly but carefully pulled the bookmark from
It's place, he then proceeded to read her name aloud,
"Loraine Mathews."
She was far but close enough to hear her name being said. When she saw Curtis holding a long thin card, she untucked the book from her arm and looked for the book mark.
With furrowed eyebrows she walked up to Curtis. She was 5'2" and made Curtis's 5'7"
Height look like a giant, but she still stared at him with her head held high (only because she had to look up at him), and her face showing the expression of extremely pissed off.
"Did you take my bookmark, out of its place?"
"No," He responded quickly,"It fell." He finished as he handed her the book mark.
"That is so rude, did you even consider how I would feel losing my place?"
Curtis couldn't stop smiling, he was taking to the most radiant girl he's ever seen, and her name, just made his heart stop,
"Loraine is the perfect name for someone as beautiful as you."
When he said his favorite line the girls usually dropped their panties, but Loraine she was different, almost cliche.
"How can someone be so inconsiderate? Are you even paying attention to me?"
She snatched the bookmark from
His hand and turned her back without leaving room for him to answer. He watched her walk in to the same building he had, he only
Hoped she'd be in his next class, Literature.
After lollygagging around campus, the bell had rung signaling that he was going to be late, he ran into the class as the late bell rang and heard a voice call, "Tardy" as he sat in his usual seat, in the back of the class ,next to his friend, Elijah.
"Have you seen the new girl, she's hella your type, Curtis."
"Yeah I have, I even hung with her during lunch, Loraine she- she's something."
"Damn Curtis, back at it again with the hella hoes."
Curtis was unamused at his reference to the overly played vine. He looked away from Elijah and faced the front to listen to the teacher,
"Okay class, today we have a new student, why don't you stand up and tell them your name and three interesting facts about you."
Curtis watched as she stood up nervously in front of the class. He made eye contact with her and gave her a kiss face. He chuckled as she rolled her eyes in disgust.
"My name is Loraine Mathews and -"
"What that mouf do though." She was interrupted by the guy sitting next to Curtis.
Curtis could see her embarrassment and turned to Elijah and said loud enough for the class to hear,
"Probably nothing you would have experienced or ever will."
The whole class laughed and pointed at Elijah,
During the laughter Curtis looked at Loraine and she flashed a grateful smile at him. Curtis knew that day that he had won her over.
~~~
A week later Curtis had pestered her into the decision that she would let him take her on a date. They had already hung out so many times that they became close friends and she told him so much about her he felt he knew her. They both had so much in common.
He took her to the restaurant that he took all his girls on the nights he would sleep with them, and the next morning he'd kick them out of his house for their first ever walks of shame. Even though never his intentions he knew it was inevitable that after the first night, his infatuation with them would be over and he'll be finding himself ,the next day ,swooning over another beautiful girl. He would often think to himself how maybe, he did enjoy the feeling of being in charge and being the first to leave because he never got hurt. Although,What could hurt him, he was a man- the man. He never apologized because he didn't need to. After All he did them a favor, charity work even. These girls would never get a guy like him, he's out of their league, and showing them that if they ever get a guy like him, the guy just probably was lonely and needed a load off and those girls were the first person guys like him saw. Yes he did think they were beautiful but they won't be able to cheat their way to the top like other girls, just by, Being pretty. No these girls have to work hard.
Especially that girl he was with before Loraine, man was she the worst, she cried when Curtis didn't call her the next day, it wasn't his fault she decided to be the whore and sleep with him. She should have known, a guy like him with a girl like her- that would never work. He didn't even take her the nice restaurant he took her to the park and watched the stars with her. What a fool, she thought it was so romantic when he gave her, her first kiss in front of his
House. He didn't even walk her home. What an idiot.
But Loraine, was she smart her gpa was a steady 4.0 and her extended vocabulary always melted his soul with the way she spoke to him, and Sitting in front of her at his favorite restaurant-was like a dream,
"So the last girl you dated was a whore? How many guys?" She said smiling
"Oh just me, but she was so quick to do it." Curtis relied returning the smile
Loraine's smile Never faded but her eyes turned confused,
"So she slept with you on the first date."
"No she wouldn't let me cuz she was a 'virgin'," he said with air quotes and a nasally voice
Now her smile had faded not to a frown but more of a smirk,
"So what happened then?"
"She blew me, very well I might add."
"So you didn't take her virginity?"
"No just her innocence."
He smiled and thought of how gross she felt having to look her dad in the eye every day knowing what she has done. And she should fee gross, she was. A gross whore.
"Nice."
Loraine responded after a long pause.
After they had finished their food Curtis had payed for dinner he walked her to his car. He drove the way to his house in hopes of getting laid,
"Umm my house is the other way."
"But my place is Empty since my parents are gone on a month trip to Europe."
His parents were never home, always in a never ending honeymoon.
"I know."
Curtis was baffled he didn't remember telling her this,
"How did you know."
"You told me that day we had a study session at your house the first time. You said you get lonely so you bring girls over al the time, you said it was scary at night so having a girl to bone kept the fears away."
Curtis was stunned, he didn't resize that every time they talked it wasn't just her who opened up, it was him too.
"What else have I told you?"
She paused and looked around,
"That your house was the one we just passed."
Curtis stopped the car abruptly giving Loraine a whiplash,
"Oh you asinine-" she shouted and stopped when she realized what she was doing.
"Let's just go to your house and get this over with."
She crossed her arms and when he rolled in to the curb she didn't wait for him to put it in park to get out.
They got upstairs to the room and started making out,
"You're good at this." Curtis said between kisses
"Yeah I know, what did you expect?"
"I don't know, a little teeth, awkward breath bubbles."
They had fully stopped kissing,
"I told you I wasn't a Virgin."
Loraine protested with her hands still holding the back of his neck. He felt her body tense
"Sorry I forgot." Knowing he probably wasn't paying attention to her when she said it he leaned in to kiss her again but she backed up unlatching her fingers.
"What is my favorite color?"
"Green?" Curtis was getting ancey
"Is that a quest-," she paused again realizing that she's ruining the moment she recanted and said "sure."
Ignoring her he proceeded to lay on top of her.
~~~
In the morning Curtis was faced towards the window with his back turned to Loraine, he looked at his clock the read 4:20 am and he usually woke the girls up at 7:00 to kick them out. Realizing he had almost three more hours with his lovely Loraine he turned over and put his arm around her. Only to feel a flat, cold surface.
"Loraine?"
Thinking that she must have gone to pee he checked that bathroom,
"Loraine?"
He was scared now, he didn't want to be alone in the early hours, too scared to check downstairs he went back to bed and checked his phone, no texts from Loraine. He knew that the door must be open because she didn't have a key to lock it, that thought frightened Curtis even more. Instead of going to lock the front door he locked his room door, he sent a text to Loraine asking where she was and went back to sleep to wait for the sun to come out.
His alarm went off at 7:00 am, Curtis checked his phone to find that he has gotten over one hundred unread messages and none from Loraine. When he checked to see if his phone just didn't tell him she has, he checked and saw that it read
<Hey where'd you go?>
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