...I'm offered another drink.

I was on the warpath and anyone listening to me rant as they walked by knew it. The looks I got as several choice words were shot randomly into the ether caused me to pause and make an honest effort to not get arrested for being a public nuisance.

David lived about an hour away from me but getting the bus was not an option. I needed to walk. Being on the move helped focus my mind. Sitting still in a moving vehicle would result in either my anger festering and boiling over or the motion of the bus would make me throw up. The open-air cooled my temper enough to try to formulate some sort plan or argument on the long walk.

Sera, my sister had tried to phone me before I left but I was in no mood to listen to her go on about how shit her new boyfriend was in bed or have to once again explain that I did not want her to "talk" to my Ex. My sister meant well but I was really getting tired of being the guy that always had his older sister deal with the bullies. This was something that, at the time, I felt like I could handle on my own.

Heck, by the time I got to David's front door, I was sure I had the whole thing worked out. I swear, I wasn't always this stupid. I would love to make the excuse that this was just not my day and that I was caught completely by surprise. The truth was, I wanted to be the one to pick a fight and for the first time, win. I knew it would not play out like that but my rage didn't care. Righteous anger is the path of fools.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

"Come in!"

I nearly slammed the door open, my hand not able to turn the knob fast enough. The bastard couldn't even be bothered to answer the door. Storming through the hall making battle charge towards the living room...only to be stopped in my tracks by a large plasma screen image of a woman being pounded, doggy style; seemingly enjoying it too by the look of ecstasy on her face and the lewd noises practically oozing passed her lips.

"John! About bloody time mate. I was getting worried that you would miss the show." David came into view as he got up from his sofa, picking up two drinks from a side table with a shit eating grin on his face. "What do you think of her? Met the little slut last night," he said with a smirk. "Actually I think you might know her."

My anger was on the rise again as David sniggered at me as if this was some inside joke that I should be getting but I had never seen the woman in the video before in my life. Though there was an odd feeling of familiarity when the camera caught her face. "I don't care about some bird that you shacked up with to help start your amateur porn career." I could feel the blood pulsing around my temples. My rage was starting to mix with frustration. The woman in the video was extremely hot and her moaning was distracting as hell.

"I know why your here mate. I called you after all; but why do we need to be all straight to business? I taped this myself, fucking that fine piece of ass for you after all." The woman was quite the catch, even for David's standards. The face was hard to make from the long hair sticking to her sweat covered face but the rest of her was visibly hot. An hourglass figure with firm, well-rounded tits that looked like they were spilling out of David's hands when video counterpart grabbed them, forcing loud moans from her soft lips. It took real effort to pull my eyes away from her bubbling ass slamming back into his hips.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Why would I want to watch you stick your limp dick into some stupid bint who doesn't know that she's getting the short straw of the deal? I want my account back!" My face was little red but not entirely because of anger now. I hoped that David hadn't noticed.

"Our account Janey." David's smile dried up like water on molten rock. "Even though I have every right to take it all from you after that self-righteous stunt you pulled; I'm willing to let the past be the past...for a price."

"Self-righteous? You delusional fuck-wit. You're the one who tried to scam our sponsor." The woman on screen decided to have a well-timed orgasm at that same moment. "Will you please turn that shit off!" My anger and frustration were only made worse by the distracting fact that the woman was actually quite attractive and strangely familiar. I couldn't wrap my head around it but I felt like I knew her despite my own mental assurance that I had never seen her before in my life.

David's smile returned with an evil confidence. "Tell you what; why don't you have a drink. I'll turn off Janey here and we can hash things out. I promise you I'll be fair. I meant what I said about wanting us to work together again." The same drink he had offered me last night was now being held out to me again.

My head was so turned around by the mix of my anger, my confusion and out of nowhere, my arousal. It made the room feel so warm that I took the drink almost without thinking. Soon after I downed the glass, I felt the same haze I had felt last night.