An old friend and a New Enemy. Part two.

"So," Alexia drags out the 'o' while walking her fingers around the table, the nails tapping obnoxiously. "How long have you had her?"

Samantha, who looks somewhat transfixed on something off in the distance, snaps out of it. "Uh... almost a week."

The lips on Alexia's face curl into a creepy cat-like smile. "Have you done anything... pleasuring? Yet?"

The question makes me want to hurl. I'm surprisingly keeping my breakfast down.

Samantha's face flushed bright red. "N-no. I would never do that."

"Why?"

I don't like where this going. "She said she wouldn't do it so leave her alone," I say, but my response lands on deaf ears.

Alexia gets up from the table and makes her way over to Samantha and plops down next to her. She wraps an arm around the red-faced girl's neck and pulls her close. "With a rack like yours I'm sure a little thing like her between them will make you feel oh so good."

The subjective tone falling out of Alexia's mouth is really sickening now. I didn't notice Xavier walk up to me.

"She's insane." He mutters. "Really loves having fun with her little toys no matter the size."

I say nothing except watch with fire in my eyes when Alexia puts her hands on Samantha's shoulders, then slips them under her armpits while still sweet talking in Sam's ear. Then the hands strike, cupping the undersides Samantha's breast's and pushes them up to show off more cleavage than necessary.

"Get your fucking hands off her!!" I shout.

Samantha squirms out of her friend's grip and dashes off to the nearest bathroom is what I'm guessing. Leaving me with this psycho. From all that I've seen, this chick is not a friend of Sam. She's a real bitch.

"And she runs like she always does. Oh, well." Alexia says with a casual shrug. She then turns her attention to me. "I bet you have a hard time not looking at that piece of artwork all day. Bet you got some good views too!"

"You sick bitch," I growl. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"Me?" She gestures to herself. "No. No, no, no, no, no. The real question is what she sees in you."

Honestly, this girl's nonsense and rambling will be the bain of my existence. What does she see in me? What does that even mean?!

Alexia throws her head back, cackling like a witch. She wipes a fake tear away and leans in close to me. "You seriously don't know what that means or has she not told you?"

Now I'm curious. "What has she not told me?" I guess it's fair that whatever she hasn't told me is her own business.

"She's Bisexual."

I look at her, confused as to why this should shock me. "Okay... And?"

Alexia leans against the coffee table. "We used to date."

I'm still confused.

Okay, look, I have a good reason as to why I'm so dense when it comes to dating. Most of my life I've been sheltered and the other three years I've been in a cage. So I've had no real time to date anyone or have any want to date, someone.

"Okay... And?"

Alexia, now a little irritated, rolls her eyes. "So the only real reason she bought you is that she wanted a girl who couldn't run away from her. Trust me Samantha is clingy."

"Suuuuuurrre," I say. "Whatever makes you feel better."

Alexia begins to tap her long fingernails again. "What about I'm about to do next will."

My skin crawls and I try to back away from the girl, but it's too late. Hands slam down behind me, creating a wall. That wall begins to cut space down around me. I look back at Alexia, who's chin rests on the coffee table, and her mouth open is wide with her tongue rolled out like a red carpet.

This is one red carpet walk that I wouldn't want to attend.

The wall of hands pushes me forward to the gapping wet cavern. I do my best to push back the hands, but it's no use. Someone who is twelve or thirteen times my size has that much strength over me. I'm basically doing nothing to state the obvious.

I'm so close to the awaiting maw that I can feel the wet hot breath on my face.

"If you plan on eating me. I'll make sure to choke you on my way down!" I comment. Not like she'll care about my input or lame threat.

"Don't be silly, Caesar. I only plan on getting a little taste." Alexia responds.

Her tongue comes to life and licks me. I turn away from the pink muscle so it only gets half my face. Slimy saliva sticks to my clothes and body.

She pulls away, smacking her lips and tapping her chin. "Sour in the outside, but sweet on the inside. I see why she likes you so much."

I try to wipe the saliva off my face but it's not working. Then I'm pulled out from under my feet and dangle upside down in the air.

"I think I might need another taste. Sour and sweet candy has always been my favorite." Alexia giggles like a school girl while I hang over her ugly face.

"Go to hell!" I growl still trying to wipe off the saliva on me.

"Oh, trust me, Caesar. That's exactly where you are going." Her mouth opens again and she begins to lower me in that mouth.

Now I believe she is going to commit and eat me for real. Shit. Shit! Shit!! SHIT!!! How do I get out of this mess! I don't know! Just stall!

"It must have been a crappy breakup if you're really that jealous over a tiny getting more attention than you!" I call out. "That's the only reason why I see you'd do this!"

Alexia stops. It worked. It actually worked!

She looks me dead in the eye. "Samantha didn't dump me. I-"

"Who said anything about dumping?" I respond.

"Dumping is another form of breaking up," oh I get it now. "And she didn't dump me. I dumped her."

"Really? Cause that's not what it looks like." I say dryly, gesturing to this whole situation.

"Oh, poor Caesar. She'll never know what love is." Alexia dramatically faints like those students you see in high school plays. I never liked the plays the school put on.

"I probably know it better than you ever will!"

"How so?" She brings me close to her lips. "You're nothing but my candy."

The lips part and she slides me in with ease. I try to fight off the wet entrance, but it's fruitless. The first thing I come in contact with is the damn tongue that slathers me in sticky saliva. Alexia hums in delight. Not like omg, this is the best thing I've ever tasted kind of hum. It's more of a sexual moan.

Gods, thinking about that is so gross.

Her lips are around my waist when I'm forcefully yanked out of the mouth. My leg makes a sick popping sound and I scream out in agony. Samantha has once again come to my rescue.

My savior coddles me against her chest. I can hear her heart racing in my ear. I hadn't realized how frightful I was until I was in her hands, shaking like a scared and starved animal.

"What in the world, Alexia!" Samantha screams. "What were you thinking!"

Alexia stands up. "I was thinking she tasted good."

Samantha grits her teeth, rage across her face. "Always trying to make a joke to get you out of things. So let me tell you." She takes a step closer and jabs her finger in Alexia's chest. "Our love is a joke. I thought I could let you come here so we could make amends, but you just made a bigger tear in it. And for that, I never want to see your face again."

Alexia is shocked. "Are you serious? You're giving me up for that-that thing!"

"This thing," she's talking about me. "Actually is a human being. She's more human than you'll ever be."

Knowing that Alexia can't win she tries to her best to plead with her old girlfriend. "Please, you can't do this to me."

"I can't do this? What about all the times you treated me wrong or unfairly? I'm tired of the lies and I'm tired of you." Sam responds harshly. Damn, and I thought I was cold. "Now get out or I'll have security escort you out."

Alexia's sorrowful expression morphs into anger. "You always were an uptight bitch anyway."

She grabs her things, throwing Xavier in her handbag and storming out of the house, slamming the door as hard as she can.

After making sure she's left, Samantha releases a shaky breath. I can sense the rush of emotion swirling around her. There's turmoil growing inside her and she doesn't know how to handle it.

Samantha lurches, covering her mouth with a hand to keep an ugly sob from falling out. "How could I have been so stupid. To leave you with my crazy ex? I didn't think she'd do something that insane."

I can hardly hear the girl. Even being in her embrace, the throbbing pain my leg pumps blood to my ears. It's overwhelming and is giving me a headache.

"Caesar? Are you okay?"

"I... I think my leg is broken." I say, shakingly. I cling to the girl like a lifeline. There is no way I'm letting go any time soon.

Samantha rubs my back with a finger. Right now I'm covered in disgusting sticky saliva and have a broken leg. I need a nap.

"Let's get you cleaned up," Sam says in a soft tone as she makes her way upstairs. "I'll... I'll help if you want me to." She adds.

To be honest, whatever made the process faster so I can lay down and rest would make happy. So I agree.

"Yeah, I'd like that."