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The Lust of Men

My apartment was an embarrassing mess. Clothes were strewn throughout the room and dishes were piled in the sink. I couldn't remember the last time I had taken out the trash. I scrambled to pick the place up. "Just give me a moment," I said as I limped through the room, attempting to make it halfway presentable. She stood in the doorway hesitantly, as if she were afraid to enter.

"This is something special," She said.

"I promise it usually doesn't look this bad. I've been so busy with work lately and well, you know how that goes," I explained in a hurry. She carefully stepped over the piles of clothes and opened up the freezer.

"Do you have any ziplocks?" She asked.

"Yeah, in the left cabinet," I replied. She filled a bag with ice and sat on the couch. She flipped on the T.V.

"Uhh the remote should be on the counter." I said, searching through a stack of accounting papers.

"Or in the couch."She pulled the remote from in between the cushions and turned to Netflix. I didn't care what we watched; I was watching her. Curly raven hair came down to her shoulders. Her long eyelashes sat over a pair of huge brown eyes carved into beautiful olive skin. Now that I wasn't getting stomped into the concrete, she looked strikingly familiar. "By the way, my name is Rain," She said.

"Ha, your name rhymes with mine. I'm James. James..Rain," I joked. Not even a smile.

"That looks pretty bad."She said, pressing her hand to my forehead head. I felt a stinging pain were her hand touched. "You should lay down." There was hardly room on the couch for the both of us. Did she mean for me to lay on her lap? Perhaps I would be rewarded for that beating after all. I stretched out. She moved over, squeezing herself into the corner of the couch, and placed the ice pack gently over my bruised forehead. Perhaps not. The movie was disgusting, more gory than horrifying. People were being ripped apart in gruesome detail, but she watched on completely engaged. There was a fire behind the glassiness of her eyes. A man was getting dragged across the floor by his entrails. She quivered with excitement. "I like to imagine that I'm the monster in these movies; and that all the people dying are terrible people." A strange statement no doubt, but I could overlook that. I let out a chuckle. She was so sexy. In fact, the longer I looked at her, the hotter she became. The movie was approaching its end and I still hadn't made a move. I moved my hand slowly towards her thigh, the motion was really uncomfortable from this position. Yes my son. My fingers were close enough to feel the warmth radiating off her skin.

"Really dude," Rain said. I stopped inches away from her thigh. A feeling like red hot lead settled my stomach. I quickly withdrew my hand.

"I'm sorry," I said, lifting my head.

"It's alright. Besides, it's getting late." I searched her eyes for some sign of anger but there was none, only glossy deadness.

"Yeah it is. Let me walk you home."

"It's alright, I've got it," she said making her way towards the door. I stammered, looking for something else to say. She turned around at the door. "What time will you be home tomorrow?"

"Around eight p.m, we should exchange numbers," I said.

"No, I'll be over at eight, have a good night."  And with that she was out of the apartment. I was left confused with an ice pack and a boner. I sunk to the couch, placing my head in my hands. Of course she wouldn't be in the mood for sex, not after being attacked by a group of men. I felt as if I had failed some kind of test. Perhaps I had moved too quickly. But, she had been the one to walk into a man's home this late at night. What had she expected? The clock read 11:30. I fell into bed and closed my eyes. 

"You disappoint me..." I rolled over trying to drown out the voice of my libido.

  I know I do. 

"She was right there on the couch." 

I know she was. I got up and flipped on the light. There was no way in hell I'd be going to sleep this worked up. I opened my laptop to Pornhub to quite the call, and after some time, passed out still fully dressed.