Elijah:

I really did mean it when I said it. I swear! I wanted to change for her. I was absolutely mesmerized by her, and I could never completely cut myself off from her. I also didn’t want to cut myself off from the other students. I was really into all of them. As much as I truly liked Katya, I didn’t want to give up the other hook-ups. I was in my 20’s, what was I supposed to be doing? Honestly, I really didn’t want to lose my job, and if being in a relationship with Katya was all it took to keep it, then it was a small price to pay. All I needed to do was be with her until graduation. By then, she would never dare turn on me, and she’d be fully devoted to college. She might be so devoted in fact, that she might have even broken the relationship off herself. It was a perfect plan. I didn’t think anything could get in the way.

That evening, I was seeing my newest hook-up, Layla. She was a hot blonde with an unbelievably amazing sense of style. She was also one of the smartest girls in 12th grade, aside from Katya. What can I say? I’m into smart chicks. We were just hanging out on the couch in my room, having a middle school level make-out, when I heard a knock at the door.

“Stay here,” I told Layla. She nodded obediently. When I got to the door, I looked through my peep-hole to see Katya standing on the front porch. She was holding a pie or something. I told her earlier that I was going to be home grading papers all night, so I had no excuse. I opened the door.

“Hello Elijah,” She said sweetly. She leaned in for a quick kiss. Her lips were soft, and smelled like cherry lip balm.

“Hey Katya! It’s good to see you. I’m glad you came. I just wished I would’ve known so I had a chance to tidy up,” I chuckled. “Come on in.”

“Thanks, she said.”

I walked her in, and led her to the kitchen. I turned on the oven to heat up the pie she brought.

“Oh, by the way,” I started. “I have my step-sister here, she was just about to leave, but she swung by to grab something. I’m going to check on her quickly.”

“Oh, okay,” She said, seeming a bit surprised. I headed to the room, where I found Layla on the bed, wearing nothing but her black, lace underwear. I was a bit startled to be honest.

“Layla…”

“Yes, Elijah?” She asked seductively.

“I have company over. I completely forgot that I’m having dinner with my step-sister. I’m so sorry, but you’ll have to leave.”

“Are you sure that you can’t just ask her to leave?” Layla asked me as she grabbed the end of my tie. I gulped.

“Layla… as much as I’d like you to stay, we’ve canceled on each other 2 times already,” I lied.

“Fine,” She grunted. She got dressed and swiftly left; no questions asked.

Finally I sat beside Katya on the dining table to eat pie. Thank god I got away with it.