Going Solo: Davis Gen. 3.10

I stared at her. She looked different, yet the same. It had been three years since I'd seen her, she looked more mature now. Gone was the low cut shirt and tight jeans I loved seeing her in, replaced with a modest dress that tried, but yet failed, to hide every delicious curve of her body. Her eyes roamed my naked torso, her face flushed with color when she made it back up to my face.

Davis: Cora?!

Cora: Hello Davis. May we come in?

We? That's when my eyes left her gorgeous face to see two small people sitting at her feet. I leaned down to pick up one, dread filled my body when I looked into eyes that mirrored my own.

Cora picked up the other little girl and followed me into the house. I sat on the couch staring while Cora pulled toys out of a bag for the girls to play with.

Cora: How've you been? she asked taking a seat beside me.

Davis: You have kids. I said sitting dumbfounded, watching the two little beings play.

Cora: Yes...and...so do you.

Davis: NO! NO! NO! You...you took off. Ignored my calls and texts. I haven't seen you in years and you just show up on my doorstep with kids trying to claim their mine?!

This was not happening. This was not right. She can't just take off for years then show up with these girls and think I'd just believe they were mine.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen. 3.9

My final year was spent in a blur. The parties, the girls, the sleeping through class. I don't know how I managed to pass, but I did.

Being back home was nice, and smelled so much better than the frat house. Mom was excited to have me home, and was very proud of me getting a degree.

Having three herself, she put a lot of importance on getting an education. I loved being back home, but being back in the house...well Mom and Sha they've gotten used to having the house to themselves.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen. 3.8

I'd hoped Cora would come visit me while on summer break. She promised to, but every time we talked she came up with an excuse not to. I offered to come see her, but she said something about working an internship at the local hospital and being too busy. Eventually she stopped returning my calls, it was strange. When I got back to school, she wasn't there. I contacted her roommate and was told she'd not returned. It was odd. She had one year to finish her degree, no way she'd just walk away from that. Again my calls went unanswered. After about two months of trying to reach her I gave up.

I didn't know why I was putting so much effort into one girl when there were so many fish in the sea. I shook off whatever strange infatuation I'd had with Cora and got back to the real me.

Flirting, partying, and drinking. Doing what was meant to be done in college. No girl was immune to my charms. Not Abby, who for the last 4 years had just been one of the guys.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.7

Hard to believe 2.5 years of school was behind me. I hung out with the frat boys and Abby. Played sports every so often. I go great at lacrosse and rugby. I did a little football, as well. Living at the frat house was starting to have a definite downside.

The place was always a mess, and it was a good thing I was a heavy sleeper because there was always some ruckus going on until all hours of the night.

Mom sent me care packages, and I tried to call her more often. Tiffany was still being a bit of a pain. She really couldn't let it go.

We only dated a few weeks, and not even dated. Hung out more like it, but she was intent on trying to paint me as some sort of cheater. She had just stormed off when I bumped into a very stunning lady.

Cora: Did you cheat on her?

Davis: Huh?

Cora: The girl, that seemed really upset, did you cheat on her?

Davis: You have to be dating someone in order to cheat on them. We were not dating, we were just friends...with some benefits.

Cora: Oh...so you're one of those guys.

Davis: You mean the extremely sexy, and loveable type, then yes. Guilty as charged.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen. 3.6

College life was great. I pledged the fraternity and of course got accepted. How could I not? Life was all about keg stands, bonfire parties, and having a good time. Oh and the ladies, let's not forget about them. There was Tiffany. She was a sweet girl and really....really limber.

There was Carlee, she was a bit of a geeky girl, but still cute. She blushed a lot when I'd smile at her, reminded me a bit of Sophie. I'd found my 'tutor' for the time being.

Having a car on campus was a bonus. Made going out so much easier. Evion really liked the idea of me having a car, I'd pick her up from her dorm we'd go out for coffee or bowling.

More than the car, she liked the idea of me being a vamp. Something about some books she'd read, I don't know and didn't care. She liked for me to drink from her, it really got her in the mood. I didn't mind, as much as mom would prefer me not to, I liked the fresh options over the fruit and juice substitute she kept stocked at the house.

Yep, college life was a blast, and I even found some time to study. Had to keep the grades somewhat decent to keep mom off my back.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.5

It was my senior year. I never thought I'd make it. Mom and I still hung out from time to time. I was kicking her butt at table tennis.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.4

The working out is paying off. Both Fawn and Sofie appreciate my efforts. Today was my date with Sophie. She was still a bit mad at me about prom, I even had to suffer through my homework on my own for a bit.

However, as promised I take her to the carnival. It was great. Roller coasters, cotton candy, and making out.

Couldn't ask for a better day, well until she wasn't ready for it to end. When I dropped her off at home, she invited me in, and being the gentleman I am, I couldn't say no. Beside she'd be graduating and going off to Uni in a few months so had to get my fun in where I could.  The day was great, expect I missed curfew. Sha caught me sneaking in.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.3

The mood around the house was somber for a few weeks. Mom spent a lot of time at Gram's house when we got back. Mom was still unhappy with me, Sha said it would blow over, but it was all too much at once. I helped out more around the house riding out my seemingly indefinite punishment.

When I wasn't fixing stuff, or caring for Rascal I worked out. Having a good bod was important.   I only saw Fawn and Sophie at school. Fawn was thankful that Mom hadn't called her parents. With everything going on, she never got around to it. I told her I took the brunt of the heat, and she had nothing to worry about. That calmed her a bit, and we snuck off to the parking lot for a little make out session in her car. Three weeks...three weeks I was grounded before Mom decided let me off for good behavior.

Kerri: There are rules to the house Davis.

Davis:  I know Mom...

Kerri: I don't think you do. I will not be disrespected in my own home.

Davis:  I know Mom, I wasn't trying to, I swear. I'm sorry.

I flashed her a grin, she looked like she still wanted to be mad at me, but she returned my smile.

Kerri: Don't let it happen again.

Davis:  I won't. I promise.

Kerri: Good, now we need to have another talk...

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.2

I liked hanging out with Fawn. She was a fun girl, popular and she complimented me well. We would meet up after school at the local bowling alley for a little fun.

Plus it was nice to be out of the house. Mom and Sha were always home and always making out. I swear you'd think those two were horny teenagers as well.

As much as I liked Fawn, she wasn't the only fish in the sea. Sofie Grimm is my trig tutor. At first, she wasn't much to look at, but she's smart and funny. Since I knew she had a crush on me I'd flirt with her a bit so that she'd end up doing my homework for me, it's much easier that way.

One day she showed up at school with an entirely new look, and out tutoring session turned into lessons on anatomy more than trig. Lucky for me Fawn and Sofie traveled in different circles and both would be graduating in a few months, so I think I could manage to keep them separated for that long.

 With Mom and Sha headed out for a movie, I decided to invite Fawn over to keep me company.

 It was a good night until we lost track of time.

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