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or she was a damn lunatic. And now that we’ve met, the jury’s still out on the latter.

However, nuts or not, she’s one amazingly sexy package. She’ll never know that the reason I’d run behind my desk so soon after inviting her in is because of the growth in my cock. I wouldn’t say that I’m a highly sexual person and I don’t recall ever having so strong a reaction to anyone in my life, but the girl is fucking gorgeous like supermodels wish they looked like her gorgeous... and short.

I knew she was tiny from the photos, but they had been taken from a distance, and there’s always room for error, but even her lack of height made me want to throw her across my desk and fuck my cock balls deep into her. Another first for me, since all of my past conquests, have been no shorter than five-eleven, a height that I find goes well with my own six-two frame.

But looking at her short ass had my head swimming with ideas, and I was already imagining the fun we were going to have in bed together. She could also have no idea how her irascible habit of speaking out loud things she meant to keep to herself was keeping the focus off of me and just what the hell she was doing to me.

I’m no nerd, well, not in the usual sense. I have a very keen intellect and have always been smarter than most of my peers in school, from kindergarten to college. But I’ve also lived a well-rounded life. It’s true that in college after I switched my major from law to software design, I went through what some may call a geek phase where I dressed like a hobo and barely remembered to comb my hair most days, but that’s only because of the excitement I felt at something that I could finally sink my teeth into that wasn’t the drudgery I’d always seen ahead for myself while following in my parents’ footsteps.

Both mom and dad are high-earning corporate lawyers who wanted their son and daughter to follow in their shadow, but where my twin sister toed the line, I found it more like a noose that I had to get off me; the sooner, the better. The family wasn’t too pleased at first, as mom had put it, ‘we didn’t pay all that money to send you to the best schools, and gave you the best of everything so you could grow up and make toys.’ These days she spends my money faster than me.

Other than that period in my life, there was never anything about me that would lead anyone to think that I was a true nerd. Had I been, I never would’ve landed someone like Tessa. For all her faults, she does happen to be a very attractive woman though her insides are not as well kept, but I hadn’t known that when we first started dating.

No one really knows why I left her, not even her, because once you cross me, I can be a very vindictive bastard, which is only one of the things she’d called me the day I just casually asked her to let me see her ring, the five thousand dollar ring that I’d bought her to test the waters.

When I slipped the ring into my pocket, the surprise on her face was comical. “What’re you doing?”

“The engagement is off.” I just turned and headed for the door without an explanation, and that’s when the shouting and name-calling had started. As far as I’m concerned, in a situation like that, it’s up to the guilty party to wrack their brain and try to figure out why such a thing had happened to them. I still get the shakes sometimes when I think of how close I’d come to letting someone like her get her clutches into me.

And that’s the other reason why I even considered seeing Samantha Ariel Stone. When I hacked into her computer, I didn’t expect to find such a precise and well-outlined thesis on her thoughts of what was actually happening to her brother. For someone who’s never had a relationship herself, she seemed to have a good sense of the ins and outs of what and why Tessa had done what she had. I have to remember to teach her not to put her thoughts down like that for anyone to see, though.

I’m sure she thinks no one would be interested