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Tyr
Pulsar
- Joined
- May 17, 2009
- Location
- California
Everything had been going well for Garth of late. His sexy little girlfriend was moving in, finally getting away from her parents. They had been the bane of the relationship he thought, constantly watching and checking up on their daughter, making sure she was staying out of trouble. So he had to be the perfect gentleman, always watching his behavior, constantly careful not to make a single slip up. Crystal had seen a small part of who he was; probably seeing him as the wild guy, ready to settle down, a guy she could change, which was so far from the truth.
Together Crystal and he had done some partying, smoking, hanging out late, drinking that kind of thing. Now that they were going to be living together he had a far different plan in mind. Oh how right her parents had been to warn her about him, their worst nightmares were a fraction of what he had planned. Garth didnât know why, but all along in this relationship, he had been planning and plotting Crystalâs downfall, and what he was going to do once he got her all alone with no one around to protect her. Even now as he was pulling two beers from the fridge he was plotting. Stepping past a few boxes and crates, he walks over to Crystal.
How about a cold beer to cool off and how about a small toast to our future together?
He hands over one bottle and raises his up slightly to hers, before tilting it back for a refreshing feeling.
Together Crystal and he had done some partying, smoking, hanging out late, drinking that kind of thing. Now that they were going to be living together he had a far different plan in mind. Oh how right her parents had been to warn her about him, their worst nightmares were a fraction of what he had planned. Garth didnât know why, but all along in this relationship, he had been planning and plotting Crystalâs downfall, and what he was going to do once he got her all alone with no one around to protect her. Even now as he was pulling two beers from the fridge he was plotting. Stepping past a few boxes and crates, he walks over to Crystal.
How about a cold beer to cool off and how about a small toast to our future together?
He hands over one bottle and raises his up slightly to hers, before tilting it back for a refreshing feeling.