Alex
F*ck! Last night should have happened differently. I had everything lined up. The drink was spiked, my friend Alvin was eager to f*ck a former ballerina. I didn’t tell him who it was, just that I had a friend that wanted to get rid of a clingy girlfriend and the only way to do it was to catch her cheating. He didn’t care how he got to f*ck her, he just kept talking about how flexible she must be.
But no, that b*tch friend of hers stepped in my way and reached at the same time I did with a glass of champagne in her hand and knocked my arm, making me drop the doctored flute. Then to have that old bastard hit me, my jaw still ached. The f*cker hit hard.
Alvin had been pissed when I made it back to his place and told him the plan to bring her with me didn’t work. He didn’t know
