His Manhood

Alex may have had money, a killer body,and a genius intellect, but his pride and joy was hung between his legs. All those things are just what helped him use it; as a string of sorority sisters, waitresses, and other conquests could attest.

Those attestations all began the same, "Alex is incredible, NO one has ever made me cum like that" or some variation. Soon enough, however, they would be replaced with "Alex lied, he said he loved me" or "that asshole, I told him I was pregnant and he blocked me". No one was, as of yet, the exception to this change in opinion. Despite a myriad of individual backgrounds and interactions with Alex, they all felt the same hatred and desire for **** in the end.

That is where Candice comes in, she wasn't in a sorority nor does she have to see him every time he decides to take another unfortunate to dinner. She was a fixer, typically hired to create some incriminating evidence for someone else's benefit or to otherwise punish a deserving party. No one knows her methods and Candice wasn't telling. Some said it was magic, while others assumed she had connections to some shady laboratory somewhere. Regardless, she was good at what she did and once hired, she would do whatever needs to be done.