[NIKOLAS3220]

Let start off with an apologise. I've left my previous story to basicaly die off, but rest assured, I am still writting it, but after some persuasion from a particular somebody I decided to get cracking on this story.

If you've read my other story, you'll see that it's mostly fiction. This one though is exactly the opposite, mostly non fiction. Keep in mind that ages, names and exact condiditons of situations have been changed for the privacy of the people within this story.

Just so you can know if you'd like to keep on reading, this story will be about what me and two of my friends have been doing over the course of the past summer. This story might not start off apearing as a TorD story, but these few beggining chapters are needed for setting the tone, time, place and giving information about the main characters. So without furthur mumbo jumbo, the story:

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Chapter 1: That Angel…

Only one minute left and I’m outa’ here! I kept thinking as I glanced at my watch for the final time that turning point that was the end of my last year in high-school; summer was now only thirty seconds away.

“…So, I hope you guys have a great summer, and good luck with them collages next year!”

Miss Christine said. Those were hopefully the last words I would ever hear coming from the mouth of a teacher for just less than three months. My entire class rushed out of the classroom the second that the bell rung. The entire school seemed to be shaking from the stomping of the 1000 students running about, trying to reach the stairs that led to the exit.
After I managed to get out, I separated myself from the rest of the group and waited for Natalia and Logan. Us three had been friends for a long, long time. I grew up next door to Natalia, and became friends with Logan at my first year in primary school. Turns out he didn’t live too far away from me either. It seemed like we never got bored of each other, even though we knew each other for more than a decade.

I still haven’t changed a whole lot since then, apart from gaining some height and weight and having the tone of my voice get a bit lower. I couldn’t be described as one of the best looking guys in the classroom, but I had my fair share of luck with the ladies. I was just a hair above six feet and weighed about 70 kilos. My built was not that muscular but not too skinny either and I did exercise regularly. I would really want to say that I have green eyes and blond hair, but that would be lying. I had hazel eyes and light brown hair.
Natalia though has changed dramatically since then, she has grown into a gorgeous woman, but I can still spot her cute past self when I look at her. Back then she stood at five foot three inches, which wasn’t half bad. I had absolutely no idea how much she weighed and still don’t have a clue even today. Yes, we practically grew up together, but I learned to never ask a woman about her weight. Her hair changed color and style at least once per month, and I always had something to say about it. Of course she knew that I was joking; oh we had learned each other so well over the years. At that point her hair was just hanging plainly on her back and had a light brown color, similar to mine. It took me some time to find out the color of her eyes when we were kids, being hidden behind what seemed to be an inch of solid glass. Yes, she wore glasses, but I finally made out that she had bright blue eyes that, with a good stare, can make you shut up in no time. It took until her thirteenth birthday for her parents to buy her a new pair of glasses, and thankfully, they looked perfect on her, unlike those ancient ones she used to wear. Over our ‘friendly’ relationship I got to experience more, if not all, of her figure, but I won’t go into detail about that just yet.

Logan was half Italian, from his father’s side and, having mostly his father’s genes, they looked extremely alike. This worked a lot to his advantage when it came to getting in and out of relationships. If you were to compare me and Logan, in my opinion he would take the good-looks trophy with ease. This didn’t make him a jerky asshole like most of the other guys I knew that had comparable looks. He was a very down to earth guy. Natalia and I used to tease him by calling him our ‘eyes in the sky’. He was so tall that we could make out if he was coming just by finding a head poking out of the rest of the crowd. He was just under seven feet and he had the weight to go with it. At that time he was 90 kilos, but it was all mostly because of how tall he was. He had dark brown eyes and dark black hair, but it all seemed to fit perfectly with his appearance.

I spotted Natalia first as she emerged from the rushing crowd of students, and waved for her to come over. She approached me and turned around looking for Logan, not that we needed too much effort to spot him. After a few seconds we saw a head floating above everyone else and we both Natalia and I waved at Logan who came over to us. Logan turned around, or should I better say turned down, and asked.

“We’re done! Finally! So, I believe this requires some celebration guys, what do you say? Usual place, my treat, how’s that?”

“That is one of the greatest ideas I’ve heard from you since, well, ever.”

I said grinning over at him.

“Yes indeed.” Natalia spoke up.

“Best idea ever. Now can you two get a move on? I’m fuckin’ starving.”

It may come as a surprise that a girl would just talk like that, but in our friendship, Natalia was one of the dudes. We would be worried about her only if she welcomed us in the morning with actually saying ‘good morning’ instead of ‘what’s up dudes?’ or the more occasional ‘wassup bitches!’ which she used only if she was extremely happy. Yeah, she was alright, the three of us were so close, we knew when each other was serious or not if there was something wrong and we only kept our darkest secrets from each other.
After a short walk, we reached our destination, our favorite pizza parlor. Some relative of Logan’s owned it, and we were always welcomed to have a meal there. The entire way there, Logan just couldn’t stop smiling, I couldn’t wait to munch on some spicy pepperoni pizza, and Natalia seemed agitated; more than usual. We sat at our usual table and Loogan went to order. We always ordered the same stuff, so there was no need to ask. I always ate pepperoni pizza, he ate a margarita pizza and Natalia ate spaghetti with tomato sauce. I spotted her playing nervously with her hair and mumbling.

“…stupid…fucking….piece of…behind my back…bitch….”

I coughed, to interrupt her monologue and looked at her with a questioning look. She turned her head to look at me, as if I caught her looking at porn or something. He readjusted her seat and lowered her eyes.

“What’s wrong with you today? You’ve been all pissed off, more than you usually are, what’s going on?”

“Look, I know we’re not supposed to have secrets or anything from each other, but, I dunnno, I just couldn’t tell you guys this.”

“Couldn’t tell us what?”

Said Logan while sitting down to his seat. Natalia looked around as if she thought someone was watching us. She leaned her head in so only the three of us would hear.

“Look, I know we shouldn’t keep secrets from each other and I really am sorry for not telling you about this earlier. See, I’ve been dating this guy…”

“No shit? You’ve been dating a lot of guys. Come to think of it, when were you single exactly?” Logan said with a chuckle.

“Just shut up and listen will you? So, I’ve been dating this guy and as soon as, you know, umm we got closer, I find out that he was sleeping with that little fucking slut Angel!”

Angel, who was probably on the top of my ‘business woman’ scale, was the biggest slut I came across my entire life. Although I was about to find more about her after a few days, in my mind there was no other girl like her anywhere. By calling her a slut, we didn’t mean that she was dating a lot of guys or that she wore revealing clothes. No, Angel had the complete package and even some great additions. You see, she was open for business from day one in high school. After a month or so, a video of herself stripping, fingering herself and a whole lot more started spreading around school. All of them filmed by herself. About every month or so, a new video was released. All of those videos contained her number at the end. How none of the videos managed to find its way to a teacher or parent is beyond me. It wasn’t a few times that I caught myself thinking about her while masturbating or thinking about calling her, just to see what would happen. This though was something I never told neither Logan nor Natalia. Angel was a bitch, never got any good grades at school, never talked to you like you were another person and she didn’t have a single friend; only clients. Don’t get me wrong, she was smoking hot, great tits; her ass was one of the best I had ever seen, beautiful looking face, the entire looks department received a ranking off the charts. Shoulder length straight black hair, deep green eyes and great legs. But nevertheless, she was a true whore.

“So I find out he was sleeping with her and dumped the guy. I’ve learned all this today. I was supposed to spent most of my summer with that son of bitch, I can’t fuckin believe he would be with me and fucking her! Wasn’t I good enough for his sorry ass?”

Natalia was on the verge of crying, but I knew she would hold it. We never saw her cry; never.

“It’ll be alright, he’s an asshole, there’s nothing you can do.”

Logan said, patting Natalia on the back. She though, proceeded venting, something she probably needed to do before Logan and I paid for it.

“Seriously, is that skunk better than me. He had to fucking pay her and got everything he needed from me for free. Tell me Nick, weren’t these good enough for him?”

She said as she spontaneously placed my hand on her breasts. She looked at the surprised look on my face and backed off, letting go of my hands. Believe it or not this wasn’t the first time something like this happened. Just a side note, Natalia had great tits.

“Guys, since we’re on the Angel subject and all, I have a little confession to make too.”

Both of them looked surprised but then Natalia added, “Oh you fucked her too? That’s just great.”

“No,no,no, I didn’t fuck her but, umm got somewhat close to. Now before you crucify me just let me explain alright?”

The waiter brought us our food and I started telling them the whole story from start to finish on what I had to do with Angel.

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Oppinions? Thoughts? Constructive Critisism? Comment down below. Next chapter will be posted in a couple of days.