You tell Samantha everything.

"Wait...so our first time together was because you tried to drunk dial your dirtbag dealer and you fat fingered me?!" You suppose you could have worded things better. Or maybe you couldn't have. It's not exactly a meet cute story. On the other hand, you won't have anyone, not even Samantha take away the importance and beauty of last night.

"That's right...because I'm an idiot. It I wasn't so dumb, I would have seen the sexiest girl in school was right by my side all along. I must be dumb or I would have realized what everyone else did; that I'm a sissy that belongs at your side. Or maybe underneath you." You don't know where the fount of honesty springs from, but Samantha has you in her arms and her tongue tasting yours the moment you utter the last syllable.

You could stay wrapped around her for hours, but unfortunately there is an unpleasant truth you both must face. As always, Samantha finds the courage to broach it first. "So what do we do about Dirk? He's a shitty little scumbag, but he's a scary shitty little scumbag."

The easy answer, and the one that springs to mind first is to submit. Share Samantha with him and enjoy his mind numbing **** and fat cock. But Samantha is special, better than Dirk deserves. Maybe she is worth fighting for...maybe you are too.