ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #7 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #7

... strong stuff." The two nodded softly and watched their friends talk and laugh, and every so often Jade would look over at Tori, as if to request her to come back, but Tori signalled back that she just needed a minute. She was about to say something when Nate headed her off with his own thoughts. "Look, Tori, I'd really like to talk to you if you have a couple minutes." "About what?" she said, eyes narrowing a bit as she took another sip. "Just some stuff. I heard something bad happened with you at the beginning of the year, and I have just been a wreck worrying about you. Kinda feel like I abandoned you." "Yeah…" she said, nodding softly, "But you weren't the only one. When we broke up it just got hard to see each other without feeling something." "And just talking was bad enough… I really miss you Tori and if you ever want to give things with us-" "Nate…" she began, knowing this was going to be really hard. "Look, I like you- you're sweet, you're handsome, and you always treated me right… but I'm still working things out with me, so I really can't-" "It's no biggie," he lied, trying to put on a strong face. "Just was figuring it might be nice." Tori leaned over and pecked a kiss on his cheek. "Always the nice guy, Nate…" Nate was going to respond, but as Jade marched over and took Tori by the hand, he really didn't have much of an opportunity. And as if the fates were aligning, Nate turned from staring at his love being carted off and made eye contact with Beck, who seemed ...

... to be focused on the same thing. The two guys shared a small semi-respectful nod and Beck went back to being Kelly's grind object, and Nate downed a whole cup of punch as his love disappeared out the door with Jade and Freddie. On the other side of the party, someone else was actively watching the threesome leave the shindig, though Tori was not exactly her focus. Sam could just feel, with a glance, that Freddie was screwing that Tori chick. She knew it, and the idea that he was entering into this quasi three way relationship, like what she and Carly shared with him for a while, was like a kick in the gut. His old life had officially been replaced, she believed, and that's why she was drinking as much of the alcoholic punch as she could. The blonde cowgirl headed over to where Cat and Noelle were and they were being their usually playful and flirty selves, as Andre watched. The shirtless musician had gotten notably sweatier as the party's heat increased, and it was not doing him any favours. The only bright spot that Sam could see what the rock star guy that she was pretty sure was Tori's ex-boyfriend. But before she could say anything to him, he beat her to the punch. "You doing alright? You look like I feel" "Yeah… not sure that's the best opening line you could come up with," Sam shot back. "I figured as much, but I thought it should be said," he nearly shouted back, trying to get over the sound of the increasingly noising building. "You wanna step outside?" "Sure… nothing ...