Note: Most of this part is in second person JUSTIN I didn’t know why I bothered to come into the diner today. I had the worst fucking headache. Oh yeah, I remembered. To get away from Ethan. I had a choice between coming to work or staying at home with Ethan. The decision was quite easy. I went to work. Hopefully by the time I got off work Ethan would have left. He’s playing out of town again tonight. Brain yelled at me all the time because he thought I was a slob. He wouldn’t be able to live a day with Ethan. Ethan threw his wet towels on the bathroom floor, tooth paste landed all over the sink, piss seemed to go everywhere but in the toilet bowl. He never cleaned the bathtub when he got out of it. Dishes stacked up in the sink and unless I changed them he’d sleep on the same sheets week after week. His clothes rarely made it to the dirty clothes hamper. He never completely closed the drawers on the one dresser we had which I bought from the Big Q. The only thing that Ethan cleaned or took the time to put away carefully was his violin. And if I had to hear how he *Wowed* the crowd or another rendition of the standing ovation he received at his last recital I’d scream. Last night we’d fucked. Ethan was such a selfish lover. It’s not like it used to be with Brian. And maybe that’s it. I needed to stop comparing my sex life with Ethan to my sex life with Brian but I couldn’t help it. Brian always reciprocated whatever I did to him. If not that night I could damn well expect it that morning. Brian could deep throat my dick and make me cum in less than a minute. No one could rim like Brian. It was that long tongue of his. Okay and the way he used it. Some nights Brian would tease me so much that the first push of his dick in my ass would have me shooting cum all over my stomach and his. Unless we were in the shower or standing Brian usually wanted to enter me while we were facing each other. I guess he wanted to see my face as I came. Mostly it was because Brian loved to kiss. He was a great kisser. Brain had taught me how to kiss. He had been my first everything. Well Daphne was my first kiss with the opposite sex, but Brian was my first kiss with a man. He’d taught me how to plunge my tongue in and out of a mouth to mimic fucking. He taught me to suck on a tongue, nibble and bite lips. He’d taught me how to fuck a mouth with my tongue like I’d fuck an ass with my dick. I missed that. I missed being fucked so thoroughly that I’d fall into a sated exhausted sleep. I missed sucking Brian’s dick and swallowing his cum. I missed kissing Brian after he’s swallowed my cum and tasting my cum on his lips and in his mouth. Ethan didn’t much like to kiss after we’d swallowed each other’s cum or he'd done a half ass job of rimming me. Ethan didn’t like to rim much either. Not that he was any good at it when he did do it. Ethan was better with romantic music, words and gestures than he was with the basics of good old fashion pull your hair out fucking. Lately the reasons I’d left Brain were not that important any more. I knew I didn’t want to go back to Brian if nothing changed. That would defeat the point of my leaving. It’s just that now I was more willing to accept certain flaws in his character than I was before. I’d also realized that I had a lot of flaws in my character as well. The first one being I needed to learn to stand up for myself when I was with Brian. Not just take anything he dished out to keep him. I had to learn to take responsibility for my actions. Maybe it was time that I tried to see if Brian was amendable to talking with me about our *relationship.* That’s if he would even admit we were ever in a relationship. Brian didn’t like the word relationship. It was too hetero and lesbionic for his taste. It didn’t matter what word we used to describe our being together as long as we could come up with a way to be together so that each of us was happy with the outcome. After the last few months of Brian coming to the diner every Sunday and the Grand Opening we attended I think Brian has been trying to find away for us to get back together. At least that was what I hoped he had been leading up to. Before I started anything with Brain again I needed to settle my relationship with Ethan once and for all. It was time I admitted to Ethan that I wasn’t happy with the relationship and that I wanted to call it quits. I doubted if I’d do it today. My fucking head was killing me. And I wasn’t up to the argument I knew would ensue when I broke up with him. I’d probably wait and talk with Ethan on Monday morning. He had to play in Philadelphia tonight and Sunday. I didn’t want to cause him undue stress. Our talk could hold for two days. The bell jingled over the door and I looked up to see Eve walking in. I smiled. She, Daphne and I had been hanging out a lot together lately. She even let me and Daph sit it in last night for a little while with her at the station. Daph had really gotten a kick out of it. Especially since Eve had allowed us to introduce ourselves over the air. I thought Daph would hyperventilate. The new billboards around town of Eve were great. Brian was the master of what he did. No one could deny that. I walked over to take Eve’s order. BRIAN Not much changed after the grand opening I attended. I still didn’t see much of Eve. I reasoned with the new job and the personal appearances she was doing she didn’t have a lot of free time. I didn’t know what I wanted from Eve. I wasn’t sexually attracted to her. It wasn’t like she had a 10-inch dick and a fuckable ass. Okay she did have a fuckable ass, but most women didn’t take it up the ass and why would I even bother. And why was I letting a *pussy* take up so much time in my thoughts. So, I made a conscious decision not let Eve occupy my thoughts. Of course I checked my e-mail every night. And every night I received her e-mail and sent her a response. It had become as much of a nightly routine with me as taking a shower. If I was home I’d even listen to her radio program. It just felt so strange for Eve to be in Pittsburgh, be doing so much with the rest of the family and all I got from her was an e-mail every night. Other than the photo shoot we’d done a few weeks ago I hadn’t really seen a lot of her as usual. And the photo shoot had been so business like. We’d greeted each other. I had the tech set up the phot shoot to my specifications. After a few rought patches we'd shot the pictures. Eve exchanged a little small talk with me. Kissed me on the cheek and left. She had an appearance to do a women’s lingerie store. That was it. It seemed I was the only one that felt *something* when we were together. Eve seemed to feel absolutely *nothing.* -------------------------------------------- I got out of my car and looked at the small billboard on side of the diner. It was my newest campaign for WPITT’s. It was the photo shoot for Eve. I had nearly come to blows over Eve’s image with Ty. Ty wanted her dressed in some too short, cleavage bearing clingy dress. Eve and I both balked at that. Eve told Ty she would be damned if she wore something that looked like she bought it from *Ho’s R Us.* I smiled when I thought about that. Ty had tried to convince her that it was the image the public wanted to see. Eve’s response had been to throw the dress at Ty and tell him: *Then you wear it.* Eventually I had postponed the photo shoot by 2 hours. I sent Eve home to gather some of her favorite items of clothing. When she came back to the shoot I pulled together her ensemble from the various items she‘d brought. I eyed the billboard critically. It was just the image I had hoped to convey. But then Eve was very photogenic. The camera loved her. Eve’s hair was brushed off her face. The style bringing more attention to her strong bold facial features. I made sure the makeup artist kept the makeup to a bare minimum. Eve’s eyes, cheekbones and beauty mark were exotic, sensual and captivating without the need of a lot of makeup to draw attention to them. The picture was taken from behind. Eve was laying on her side, legs slightly curved, looking over her shoulder, a mischievous smile curving her lips. She was dressed in a multi-colored suede halter that buttoned around the neck and waist. I'd paired it with straight-legged, hip hugger stretch denims that hugged her hips and molded her round ass to perfection. The jeans were faded and fraying at the hems and around the waist. An added bonus had been her tattoo that peeked from beneath the waistband of the jeans. Only the curved tail of the tattoo was visible above the waistband of the jeans before disappearing between the indention of the two globes of her ass. Her only jewelry were small gold stud earrings in all three sets of holes in her ears and a slim gold chain around her left ankle. She wore no shoes. Her bare arms and back were tone, firmed and slightly muscled and shown off to perfection in the halter. Eve's pose was very casual, relaxed, down to earth, a little erotic and sensual without being overly sexualized. Not some over made up sex toy. I loved the image. The Station Director loved it and so did Eve. More importantly my bank account loved the incentive bonus I received after the billboards went up. The billboard read: *WPITT’s Night Angel . One of the best Ass-ets radio has to offer. From 9:00 p.m. - 2:00 a.m. Monday - Friday.* The billboards had gone up two weeks ago. Eve’s radio program was now bringing in almost as many listeners as the morning program. The billboards may have gotten people to turn to her program but it was Eve’s voice and personality that kept listeners coming back night after night. Eve was scheduled to do a TV spot for her radio program in a few days. That was the reason for our meeting today. EVE I hadn’t wanted to come today but I couldn’t put it off any longer. Avoiding Brian would not stop my impending death. Brian was a key part in the end of my life. I had to accept that and let our lives play out the way destiny had intended. I had spent the last month avoiding Brian and anywhere I thought he might attend. When I found out he was at the grand opening of Cocks&Tails I made sure I was always dancing with someone or talking with someone so I wouldn’t have to spend any time with him. Even at the photo shoot I was pleasant but distant. When we touched I got such a jolt I was amazed I didn't fry Brian. It took all my concentartin to finish the shoot, to give Brian the smile and pose he wanted. I’d spent a lot of nights screaming at the unfairness of life. Of my life. Of my soon to be over life. But I’d finally realized that whether I sat in my house and waited for it to come get me or got out and enjoyed my life until it was over the fact remained the same. The fortuneteller had told me I wouldn’t live to see 30. So it was up to me to figure out how I lived until that time. I wasn’t a coward. I was not going to hide away and cower and wait on death. I was going to enjoy my life. Grab everything I wanted. Do what it took to get what I wanted. I had no intentions of hurting anyone in the process but I wasn’t going to be held back by my own fear. I made the decision to embrace my life for as little or as long as I could. I loved verbally and mentally sparing with Brian. He was my equal. Another predator. He understood my nature and I understood his. I was no longer going to run away from Brian. Justin was just as much a part of my pending death as Brian and I was spending time with him. I guess I had been feeling Justin out. I couldn’t understand why he and Brian weren’t together. A blind man could see how much the two loved each other. I had every intention of getting the two of them back together before my life ended. Hell I was only 24 years old. I had six years before my death. I could do a lot in six years. I took a deep breath and looked around the diner. Like most weekend mornings it was a very light crowd. The crowd didn’t pick up until after 11:00 a.m. Justin had brought my food. He wasn’t looking so good. Deb had told him to go to the back room and lay his head down for a few minutes. I was debating whether to go and check on him when Brian walked in. ------------------------------------------ BRIAN & EVE Brian found himself walking through the doors of the Diner on a Saturday morning. He spotted Eve sitting at the booth he usually occupied on Sunday. She was having her usual. A mix of green tomatoes, cucumbers, celery, mixed with lemon juice, olive oil and vinegar, a bowl of melon and iced herbal tea with honey. He slid in the seat across from her and swiped a piece of melon out of her bowl. She batted at his hands, “Order your own Kinney.” He smirked, “Why should I do that when I can eat yours.” “You want something to eat? I have something for you to eat,” she teased seductively. “Ah, I’d take you up on that, but the only fish I eat is off a plate.” Eve threw a piece of celery at him. “You asshole!” she laughed. “That’s what I eat.” Eve just laughed and shook her head. Brian looked around. He didn’t see Justin. He was used to having Justin at his side as soon as he sat down. He looked around. Eve observed him. She knew he was looking for Justin. Deb walked over and poured Brian coffee, “What brings you in this early on a Saturday?” “Missed your beautiful face and stunning fashion ensembles,” Brian quipped. Deb rolled her eyes. “What do you want this morning?” “Just wheat toast, a bowl of melon and a bottle of water.” “Coming right up.” Deb walked away. Brian tried to scan the diner for Justin unnoticed. He knew Justin worked on Saturday morning. To be exact Justin worked 8-10 hours on Saturday’s. As well as 9:00-2:30 and sometimes 9:00 - 5:30 p.m. on Sunday. “He’s in the back. Doesn’t look too good.” Eve informed him. He gave her a disinterested look, “Who’s in the back.” Eve gave him her *don’t shit me look.* “‘You know who. Why don’t you go make sure he’s okay. He was looking a little green.” Brian got a worried expression on his face, “Probably another migraine. He has to take those pills at the start or it’s Hell getting rid of the headache.” Brian scooted out of his seat. “I’ll be right back.” “Take your time.” Eve called at his retreating back, “I’m not going anywhere.” Eve watched as Brian walked into the backroom. She turned back in her seat and caught several of the diners watching Brian. Well, she understood. He was in fact a gorgeous man. And looking at Brian’s long legs encased in Jeans was like an instant cum. Eve raised her tea to her lips. Who could resist that. -------------------------- BRIAN & JUSTIN Brian pushed open the door to the Employees locker room. It was a small room no bigger than his closet. The walls were once white but were now gritty and stained from the years. A wobbly Formica top table took up the majority of the space in the room. Four mix-matched chairs were placed around the table. The far wall held gray metal lockers. A water cooler sat next to the lockers. The floor was an old linoleum the color and pattern no longer distinguishable. Justin was sitting at the table with his head lying on his arms. Brian walked over to him. “How bad is it?” he squatted facing Justin. Justin looked up. For a moment he was startled by Brian’s voice. His eyes were a little red but Brian could tell the migraine hadn’t taken complete hold. His pupils weren’t dilated. Justin’s forehead wasn’t furrowed and his eyes weren’t completely bloodshot. Brian hesitantly brushed the long bangs off Justin’s head. “I’m okay. I think I caught it in time.” Justin didn’t know if the headache had weakened him or if it had just been so long since he felt such a soft, caring touch from Brian. He leaned forward into the touch. Brian lifted Justin’s chin on his finger. Justin couldn’t stop his dick from stiffening in his pants from Brian's closeness. He hoped Brian didn’t notice. “Do you want me to take you home?” Justin shook his head his eyes locked with Brian’s. “No, I’ll be okay in a few minutes.” Brain looked Justin over. His eyes taking in the Bulge in his pants. His eyes met Justin's and held. Brian wasn’t sure who leaned forward first or if they both leaned forward at the same time. Justin blamed his lack of control on his migraine. Or the fact that while he'd been fucking Ethan last night his thoughts were on Brian. Then Justin didn't care. He just wanted to feel Brian's lips against his, feel his tongue in his mouth down his throat. It started with Brian brushing his lips lightly against Justin‘s. When Justin didn’t pull back Brian’s mouth engulfed his. Brian had been so hungry for Justin’s mouth, his lips, the slightest touch was more than his senses could take. Brian’s tongue invaded Justin’s mouth and their breaths and spit mingled as their tongues hungrily mated with each other. Brian's long tongue touched the back of Justin's throat, brushed against his teeth reacquainting itself with the contours of the mouth it knew so well. Brian luxuriated in the taste that was all Justin. Justin sunk his fingers in Brian’s soft thick hair and pulled his head in closer to his. Justin’s eyes were closed he was all sensation. It had been so long since he had been wrapped up in a kiss like this. Too long since he’d felt the soft firmness of Brian’s lips. Too long since he experience the wet deep throat kisses of Brian's. And Brian's taste was tattooed on his taste buds in his brain. Damn how he'd missed Brian. Brian wrapped his arms around Justin’s waist and pulled him forward. Justin’s knees pushing into his chest. “Stand Up.” At first Justin didn’t move. Or maybe he didn’t hear him. Brian broke off the kiss. Justin whimpered in distress. He slowly opened his eyes. They were glazed with lust and wanting. Brain leaned back on his heels his eyes never leaving Justin’s. “Stand up, Justin.” Justin obeyed willing to do anything Brian asked. He looked down at Brian. Brian went from squatting to kneeling in front of Justin. It only took Justin a minute to realize what Brian was doing. Brian's movements were slow and measured. Justin could have halted Brian at any time. He didn't. He watched as Brian unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Brian’s large hands slid Justin’s jeans and cotton underwear down past his knees. Justin’s erection slapped Brian in the face. Brian had to smile. Only the young could get an erection so quickly and so hard. Brian’s eyes never lost contact with Justin’s. He leaned in and inhaled the scent that was purely Justin. The faintly musk smell of Justin’s long thick dick. Brian buried his face in Justin’s groin rubbing his face back and forth across the soft curly hairs surrounding Justin’s porcelain and pink dick. He heard Justin’s gasp of pleasure and felt the tremor of anticipation go through Justin's body. “I’ve missed sucking you off, Justin,” he breathed against Justin’s skin. Justin muttered something unintelligible. Brian barely focused on what Justin was saying. His mind to wrapped up on the delicious appendage sticking out at him. Brain’s hand went around and gripped Justin’s soft round ass as his other hand guided Justin's dick into his mouth. Brain first licked Justin’s long shaft from base to tip. His spit making Justin’s dick shiny and slippery. Justin’s hands wrapped tightly in Brian’s hair. His moans of pleasure filling the confined space of the employee locker room. Brian briefly thought of trying to control Justin’s moans then gave up on it. He really didn’t give a damn who heard them. He loved hearing Justin’s deep moans. He’d missed Justin’s youthful exuberance while fucking. If anything Brian was determined to hear more moans coming from Justin’s throat. On that thought Brian gave up on the slow, teasing, tantalizing licks around Justin’s dick and completely deep-throated Justin. Justin let out a startled cry and would have buckled if Brian’s arm had not been supporting him. Brian alternated between deep throating Justin's thick throbbing dick to teasing it with shallow sucks of the tip of the head. Justin finally tired of Brians teasing and began thrusting. His hips moving frantically, slapping against Brian’s mouth. Brian allowed Justin to take control. Justin looked downed and watched as Brains mouth swallowed his dick his strawberry red lips meeting the curly blonde hair of his public area. The hair on Justin’s public was wet and slick with Brian’s spit. Brian’s lips sucked as his mouth engulfed Justin’s dick. Justin eyes were locked with his lover’s. It was so rare for him to see Brian in kneeling in front of him. In such a submissive position. It was usually the other way around. Brain couldn’t believe the pleasure he was receiving from sucking Justin’s dick. The smooth long length was penetrating his mouth filling it deliciously. Justin’s thrusts were frantic, uncontrolled and Brain loved it. He loved making Justin loose himself in their passion. Brian tasted the first squirt of Justin cum. The pre-cum was leaking profusely. Brian smiled around Justin’s dick. He reached down firmly messaged the two tight sacs of Justin’s balls and Justin erupted. Justin’s body shook uncontrollably as he shot his creamy thick load in his lover’s mouth. Brian’s eyes held Justin’s as he swallowed every drop of his cum. As he swallowed his thick load. Justin was biting his bottom lip to keep from screaming. His hands gripped Brian’s head tightly as his body shook with pleasure. It had been too long since he'd felt this intense pleasure. Unconsciously they both made a decision at that moment to do whatever it would take to mend their broken relationship. --------------------------------- BRIAN, JUSTIN, EVE AND ETHAN Eve entered the room and the scene she encountered left her breathless and she had to admit hot. Justin was staring down in Brian’s eyes his lips pursed tightly to control his obvious moans of pleasure, his long pale fingers gripped Brian’s hair pulling his face into his groin. Brian was on his knees, his hands gripped Justin’s round ass, his face pressed into Justin’s groin area so closely his lips were touching Justin’s pubic hair. Even from where she was standing Eve saw Brian’s jaw and throat muscles working to swallow Justin’s cum. It was a beautiful sight. They were beautiful together. Eve hated to break up this touching and erotic moment, but circumstances made this not quite the time or place for the two lovers to be having their little deep throat fest. Eve cleared her throat loudly, “Mmhmmm. As beautiful as the two of you look together, Brian you need to pull Justin’s dick out your mouth. Ian is on his way in here.” They both seemed to be having trouble digesting her words. Brian briefly registered her mention *Ian's* name. His eyes were locked with Justin's. They were still panting in pleasure. Eve knew she had to do something. She walked over and pulled Brian’s head away from Justin’s groin. Brian’s lips were wet and red and swollen. Eve realized when Ethan walked through the door he’d be a fool not to realize what they had been doing. She grabbed Brian’s elbow and forced him to his feet. “Get it together Kinney. Put your dick back in your pants, Justin. Ian is on his way in here,” she said sternly. Justin was acting like a man in a trance. His eyes were locked with Brian's and he hadn't moved. Eve let out a loud exasperated sigh and reached over and helped him pull up his underwear and pants. She adjusted his spit and cum slick dick back in his underwear and zipped up his pants. Justin's attention was so focused on Brian he barely noticed what Eve had done. Brian stepped close to him. Eve stood between them. "Oh no you don't," she warned. Brian tried to move around her but she moved with him. He really didn't care if *Ian* walked right in and caught him sucking Justin off. “Justin, we need to talk,” Brian breathed. He wasn’t pleased with the confusion written across Justin’s face. He wanted to get what just happened settled. He wanted Justin to know it had been more than him giving him a quick blow job in the employees lounge. He wanted Justin to know he wanted more than a quick fuck from him. He didn’t get a chance to talk to Justin. Ethan walked through the door. “This is just what I expected to find!” Ethan said is tone filled with unspoken accusations. “You with your ex-lover. I knew there was a reason you just had to come to work today instead of stay at home with me. Did he just finished fucking you? Did you suck his cock?” “No, he didn't and I didn't suck his cock." *He sucked mine, Justin thought to himself.* "This isn’t what you think,” Justin tried to explain, but it sounded lame to his ears. Mostly because it was a lie. It was exactly what Ethan thought. “Then what is it Jus? Can you honestly tell me you two haven’t been fucking.” “I can,” Brian said in a bored voice. “I can honestly tell you I haven’t fucked Sunshine.” It was the truth. He'd sucked Justin off he hadn't had the chance to fuck him. “Then what have you done? Did you suck his cock? Did he suck yours?” “Why? Jealous?” Brian smirked. Eve realized it was going to be up to her to get some kind of control of the situation. “Oh, hang the jealous act Ian. There’s no reason,” Eve snapped. “My damn name is ETHAN not IAN!" he exploded. "What-ever," Eve scoffed. "Are yo trying to tell me finding my boyfriend with his ex-lover is not a reason to be concerned?” Ethan asked annoyed with Eve's attitude. “No, it’s not. You have to trust Justin.” “I trust Justin. I don’t trust Brian.” "And you shouldn't." Brian told him. It didn’t help that he was giving Ethan a shit-eating grin. Eve decided to put an end to the drama. “What is it? Do you think Brian sucked Justin off in the employee's locker room?” she asked hoping Ethan wouldn’t realized that was exactly what Brian had done. Ethan crossed his arms in front of his puny chest. “Yes, that’s exactly what I think among other things.” “Oh, puh-leeze!” Eve exclaimed. She grabbed Brian by the collar of his shirt and pulled him down. Her lips met his and a moment later her tongue entered his mouth. It was a carnal, wet kiss. Eve tasted Justin's cum on Brian's lips and on his tongue and every place in his mouth her tongue touched. It wasn't exactly a bad taste. Not as bad as she thought it would be. As Eve deepened the kiss and battled for control and power of the kiss with Brian she was thinking how they owed her big time for doing this. Of all the things she thought she'd experience tasting Justin's cum in Brian's mouth was not on the list. Brain felt the same jolt he always felt when he touched Eve. That jolt of awareness. He snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her body closer to his and leaned down into her body. He couldn’t believe it. He’d just sucked off Justin. Justin's taste and smell was still lingering in his senses and yet he felt this jolt of awareness for Eve. He just didn’t understand it. He knew Eve was tasting Justin's cum in his mouth. It was flavoring their kiss. It was the most erotic thing he'd ever done. Eve was beginning to doubt her wisdom in kissing Brian. She’d forgotten the impact of his kiss on her. Totally predatory. Brain couldn’t help himself any more than she could. They both would always have to control, exude their power. Even in something as simple as a kiss that was only suppose to prove a point to Ethan. To dispel Ethan's worry. They were turning the kiss into a battle of power and domination. Eve broke off the kiss. Her mouth was raw. Her lips were red and swollen. She stared at Brian for a few seconds taking in his superior smirk. She gave him her own smirk. Two predators eyeing each other for a weakness and so far finding none. Eve remembered why she'd kissed Brian in the first place. She turned to face Ethan. She could see the surprised look on both Justin and Ethan’s face. “I don’t make a habit of kissing men after they’ve sucked a cock,” she told Ethan. She didn’t lie to him. She told him she didn’t make it a habit. She never said she didn’t do it. Ethan unfolded his arms and looked down sheepishly. Then he looked apologetically at Justin. “I’m sorry Justin. I love you so much sometimes I get a little crazy. I stopped by the diner to let you know I was leaving for Philadelphia. Deb said you weren‘t feeling well that‘s why I came back here to see if you wanted me to take you home.” Justin remembered that Ethan had rented a car to drive to Philadelphia “No, I don‘t want to trouble you. You should get going.” “I’ll take him home.” Brian offered. Eve pursed her lips. She realized that was not a good idea. Justin looked a little disoriented and confused. She didn’t think he needed pressure from Brian or Ethan at this moment. “I’ll take Justin home.” Her tone of voice brooked no argument. --------------------------------- JUSTIN & EVE Justin hadn’t spoken as Eve had driven him home. He always commented on her car. It was a silver blue SLK 320. She bought it for her 21st birthday. Eve pulled up to Ethan’s building and put the car in park. She didn’t turn off the ignition. Justin lifted his head off the headrest and looked at the drab run down building he lived in with Ethan. “Thanks, Eve for saving my ass back there.” Eve smiled, “You looked like you weren’t ready to deal with that confrontation.” “Not quite yet,” Justin admitted. “Well since I've had the unique pleasure of adjusting your dick back in your pants and I have the taste of your cum on my tongue I think that entitles me to give you a little advice.” Justin laughed. “Sorry about that. You are the only woman that can say she’s tasted my cum.” “I’m so pleased for the honor,” Eve teased him. He smiled. “So what’s the advice?” “Just this.......If it was Foretold to you that this was your last day, the final moment of your life and you had to profess your true love. Whose name would you call? That’s whom you should be with. That’s my advice.” Justin didn’t have to think. Brian’s name and face popped in his mind. “Make the right decision.” Eve said nothing else. Justin exited the car and stood on the sidewalk as Eve pulled away from the curb. His decision had been made. He'd talk to Ethan Monday and end their sham of a relationship.