It was winter I had been in college for almost a year with my best friend. We were both in liberal arts with no real idea what we wanted to do with our lives. My friend Kara had been dating Kyle this upperclassman for three months. He had a reputation as a playboy who loved virtuous freshmen and my friend certainly fit the bill. She had never dated before and she was simply put gorgeous by any metrics. She was thick, but perfectly portioned with a firm round ass and firm athletic c cup breasts she cut an amazing hourglass silhouette. Her randomly dyed hair was always done up in extravagant braids and her top was always cut to reveal her neck line. Her clothes were always modest and her mannerisms always poised and respectful. She was the kind of woman every mom hoped her son would bring home and every man would love to corrupt.
Unfortunately Kara was young and naive and desperate to be an adult. For her that meant starting a family. You could see his love brands all over her neck but they never drifted below her collar bone. For now at least I had to take solace in the fact that she was still holding firm to her principles. I made a point never to meet him. Which was hard given how much time me and Kara spent together. We were of course roommates, but luckily Kyle was only really interested in alone time anyways, so dodging him wasn't as hard as it could have been.
This weekend though I had finally met him at a frat party he had dragged Kara too. She was being harassed by some of the guests and instead of helping Kyle was pressuring her to give the three of them a taste, as he put it. She hid in a closet and messaged me to come get her. Then while I was looking for her I walked smack into this arrogant asshole who was trampling all over my best friends feelings.
"Damn girl! Let's hook up," this drunk moron bluntly requested as I approached him. I thought to myself, do you remember your girlfriend is literally in this house and could come find you at any time.
I just brushed him off and went to find Kara.
"Tiara, you came! Thank you bestie," she said hugging me the second I opened the closet. I snuck her out the back door and we left. Once I had her in the car I looked at her spaghetti strap halter top and her mini skirt that was in sharp contrast to her normal style.
"Kara, what the literal hell. When did you decide to dress so risque?" I asked, trying to sounded supportive and caring, but coming off more like angry and controlling.
"Tiara, you wouldn't understand you've never dated. At a certain point if you want the relationship to work you have to make compromises. He bought me this outfit for our three month anniversary and arranged an invite to this party."
"No babe he bought it to show off his latest conquest to those pigs in his frat. You know he hit on me when I came to find you," I told her, not wanting to hurt her, but wanting to break is hold on her.
"Maybe you misunderstood him. Or maybe he was joking, because we're friends. He has a weird sense of humor, but that doesn't make him a bad guy, you know? I don't know because I wasn't there. maybe it was just from drinking, he was being awful forward with me that's why I had you come get me. Even still I believe him when he says I'm the only one for him and as long as we love each other and are faithful to each other I believe we'll work the rest of this stuff out in time."
Kara was amazing, but she had been raised by two loving parents who fell in love in kindergarten. she was unconditionally loved and when her parents weren't babying her I was protecting her. So in short she was not ready for the outside world. Luckily I had been raised by a drunk and a prostitute so I was more then capable to deal with the ugly truth that lived inside people. However that didn't mean my logic could always reach her. So it was best not to discuss this any more for now.
I would have to settle this in my own time and in my own way. For now me and Kara headed back to the dorms, "Kara, don't change for anybody ok girl," I pleaded with her as I dropped on my bed.
She sat down next to me and looked at me, "I try to be true to myself, but everybody gives a little bit to keep someone in there life," she said then looking me up and down she blushed a bit, "Well I mean that's how it usually works, but you've always seen me for me, but there isn't another you in this world silly."
Now it was my turn to blush and I smacked her leg, "Then it's a good thing you already have the real deal right by your side."
"Yeah, but what about when you start a family? I don't want to be left all alone."
"Start a family? Your my family duh," I didn't even think before I responded, but with that answer the shade of my blush on her face darkened by a couple shades.
"That's not what I meant. I know you think I'm innocent, but I know you'll take a lover of your own someday, start a family, and if we don't both have a family who knows maybe we'll even drift apart. Momma lost lots of friends when they got divorced, said they loved Momma and were happy for her, but couldn't stand all the family time. It made them sad. We're going to be together for ever that means I need to change enough to find a husband by the time you find one. So our families can grow side by side."
"So if I said I was never starting a family could you let Kyle go?"
"Wow, you would give up your future family to get rid of Kyle? You really don't like him uh? How about this I'll keep boundaries between me and Kyle and for the next year you'll give him a chance. If you still think he sucks next Christmas we'll become cranky old single ladies together if I can get you to agree he's not so bad then we'll find you a man."
I hated it, but I had to agree or it would become a fight. She would probably break up with him if I pushed, but then it would always be something I made her do. That night I told her I had a personal appointment and headed to a club Kyle loved. It wasn't my style to sit back and do nothing and Kara knew that all too well. She may even have some idea as to what I planned.
"Hey, you're that guy from the other night. Sorry I couldn't hang my friend was sick upstairs so had to get my girl's back," I said tailoring my approach to what I knew of his personality. He responded instantly though it was pretty clear he didn't remember our meeting.
"That's cool, got time to hang now," he asked a mischievous look taking over his face.
"For you? Absolutely handsome," I flattered and he puffed up his chest. I smiled at him, amused by how easy he was to manipulate. My phone in my pocket was recording everything. I poured him a drink from a bottle of liquor sitting on the table and sat right next to him, letting my thigh press against his.
"Thanks," he responded slipping his hand onto my legging massaging it slightly before removing his hand.
"Of course what are friends for?" I teased leaning toward him slightly and wrapping my arm around him.
"Want to get out of here?" He asked downing his drink in one gulp.
"What do you have in mind, killer? You know I'm not some low rent skank."
"How about dinner just the two of us right now?" he asked with a commanding tone. I shook my head and we got up and left.
He took me to a nice cafe with a relaxed vibe. We went to a private room that looked like it was rented out for business meetings and birthday parties.
"I want us to be able to actually talk and get to know each other. Way to noisy out there," he explained as he led me into the room. We ate and had friendly conversation and toward the end of the conversation I hit him with the question I needed him to answer.
"So are you single or playing an angle?" I asked already knowing the truth, but curious what he told other women.
"Right now I'm single, but got to be honest you got me thinkin real hard about changin that," he told me and I had to admit if I didn't know the truth, even being in love, and being gay that would of made my heart flutter. As it was I was nauseous and ready to end this night and this farce.
"Well that's adorable. Let's get together again soon. I got an early class so I should get going," I responded he took my hand kissed it and then let me go.
I raced back to my dorm to talk to Kara this nonsense had gone on long enough. Back in our room I played the recordings for this girl and my God I loved her, but she was way to optimistic.
"Maybe he was just trying to comfort an underclassman. I mean you approached him. Maybe he didn't want to hurt your feelings. He didn't ask you out, or kiss you, or anything like that. I mean he brushed your leg that happens all the time. It's not like he had you sit in his lap."
I couldn't tell if she was trying to convince me or herself, but she definitely wasn't ready to let this go. So I set up another date hoping it would be the last.