A New Day, A New You part 7
Date: 6/2/2017,
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Author: P.O.I., Source: sexstories.com
... damn player on our squad and you just sat there and watched them tear me up. Then when I come back to the table to defend myself you just change the subject and I don’t really get a word in at all for the rest of the night,” Trinity explains and I laugh once, just once as a courtesy. “Well I didn’t invite you if you remember, you wanted to come and it just wasn’t what you were expecting so I’m not sorry I didn’t help you,” I tell her continuing a neutral tone. “You’re being an asshole for no reason,” She informs me crossing her arms and I slam on the brakes. “Get the fuck out,” I order Trinity maybe half way to the dorms. “Excuse me,” she says startled. “I said get out. I didn’t fucking invite your arrogant ass. I didn’t ask you to get in my car you just pushed your way in,” I bark at her and pull off to the side out of traffic,” Now you can enjoy the rest of your fucking walk home because I don’t care how you get back to the dorms you just aren’t doing it in MY car.” “I’m not getting out. You drove me there you can at least drive me back,” Trinity says more than a little shocked. I take the keys out of the ignition and walk around the car opening the door for Trinity who stares at me with something I didn’t think I’d ever see on her face, she’s uncertain that I’ll do the ‘nice guy’ thing and not leave her here. “Please Stuart I need to get back tonight and I don’t even have my phone,” Trinity informs me with a lot less attitude. “And I fail to see how this is my problem. ...
... The only thing you’ve done tonight is embarrass me in front of my bosses wife,” flat out lie but she doesn’t deserve anything nice,” So really I don’t care, get out of my car.” “Please, I’m sorry,” is Trinity’s last words before I grunt disgusted with myself and close the door. I hop around to the driver side and restart my new vehicle before heading back to the dorms. It’s quiet and I’m actually thankful for it since I really don’t want Trinity to speak right now. We get to her dorm parking lot and I pull up to the front to let her out when she decides to surprise me. “Wanna come with me for a minute, I’d like to talk with you about a few things,” She asks and I am beginning to get mad again. “I already did you the ‘huge favor’ of taking you with me to dinner, we’re done and I don’t see what we need to discuss,” I tell her with a cold resolve. “Okay then I’ll ask here, I want you to bring the team to our court tomorrow,” Trinity asks me very straight forward. “No, anything else for me to say no to,” I tell her and she tries to explain. “Listen if you bring them by we have the facilities they’ll need to practice and the team will get face time with the coaches. This doesn’t just help me it helps my team mates too,” She says almost pleading. “Again no, I’m not subjecting people I respect by bringing them to what is probably a demonstration to make yourself feel better when the only thing you deserve from me is a have a nice life,” I state not backing down,” So have a nice life ...