Chapter 6: A Grown Man?

Rebecca crosses her arms, narrows down her eyebrows..."You met Melody again after 8 years?"

Robbie grins,

- I won't call it a 'meeting'... I saw her, she saw me, I recognized her, she didn't. Believe it or not, 8 years is a lot. Besides, I was a grown man then. And Melody... she looked damn beautiful. And I wasn't a chubby ass kid no more. I was pretty damn tight around that time. Was a regular at the gym. Looked after my body... So it was fair that she didn't recognize me.

Rebecca gets annoyed, "Yeah yeah, the usual stuff, just get to the point."

- Chill babe, chill... I'm getting to it. After reaching the examination hall. I found out, that her sitting spot was right beside me. Fate is a crazy fucker no?

Rebecca puts up her right hand, "Wait, wait. I was wondering about something."

Robbie makes an astonished face. "You have doubts? Ask away anything chicka. I love teacher-student roleplay."

She ignores his puns, "Wasn't Melody your senior in high school? Why is she taking the college admission with you?"

Robbie laughs as if he remembered something hilarious. "I was waiting for you to ask that. So after seeing her first on the bus, I thought the same thing. The answer to that I found out later during the exam."

He stops dramatically and stares at Rebecca. She also looks back at him hoping he will continue ahead but he doesn't say anything. She gets impatient, "What? Go ahead, What happened next?"

He leans back in the chair, "Come on babe, the storyteller needs to be hyped too. Keep me hyped by asking questions like, 'Then?', 'Oh! No... What happened after that?' or 'That's crazy! next?' something like that."

She leans in towards him, "Robbie... you are giving a confession here. Do you know how we make criminals confess here?"

His eyes lit up like a child, "Please ma'am, enlighten me." 

- We pull down their pants and put a freshly boiled egg on the ass, then shove it inside with a beer bottle. When they try to resist, break the bottle inside the ass.

He makes a grossed-out face and looks right in her eye, "First of all, what a big waste of eggs. Secondly, you should use some lubes or at least a bit of Vaseline. It makes the proc..."

She impatiently interrupts him. "Why are you being like this? Just finish the confession and be done with this."

- Come on sweetheart, that story is so long that you will get bored if I tell that to you in one breath. But sure, I'll annoy you less from now on.

She doesn't believe him but nods a little, "Sure whatever, just go on."

- But... 

He grins at her. 

"What now?", she is on the verge of screaming.

"What do I get if I tell you the story like a good boy?" he gives her a hopeful look.

-Don't spin it around, just say what you want.

He sighs. "Sure, sure. Always the impatient kind. I want to meet a woman. Bring her here to meet me, two days later."

- Who's this woman?

He gives her a mischievous smile. "Don't worry, she's not your competition. You will always be my number 9. She is probably 17 or 18. Not really sure."

- Alright I'll see what I can do. Just continue the story.

- Sure, so what was I saying? Oh! yeah, she unhooked her brasier and her ti...

Rebecca screamed, "STOP STOP... what the fuck are you talking about? You were describing why she was taking the admission with you even though she was your senior in high school."

-Ah! My bad. I went ahead with the story. So yeah, I was wondering that too. She is supposed to be in her 2nd year of college so what's she doing here, taking exams for college? 

She was sitting right beside me but still didn't recognize me. She calls me before the exam's about to start and she's like,' Hey, I'm Melody... which high school are you from?' 

LOL. I was LOL'ing so hard inside. But I had to reply, you know... modesty and stuff. I named whatever fucking name first came to mind just to be done with it. But she was so far from being done. She was heavily lubing me up, saying... 'I bet you know everything. Would you please help me with the exam? I'll be forever grateful to you.' and stuff. So I was inquiring about the rewards and stuff if I help her, that's when I found out, she was taking the exam for the second time. The last time she didn't get into any college, her merit serial number was multiple times higher than any serial number on a random 100-dollar note. So basically she was all looks and no brain. So, that was my chance to get closer to her.

So I helped her. But before helping her, I confirmed the reward list for helping her. The lowest tier reward was a kiss for showing her correct answers to 10 questions. And the highest tier was a steamy head in the washroom after the exam if I told her 50 correct answers.

Rebecca gives him a disgusted look. He noticed that.

- Hey hey hey... Don't judge me ok? I was a grown man now. Don't blame me for wanting to get something in exchange for a good grade in college admission.

- Sure, Sex is the only thing you desire anyway. I know how dirty that brain of yours is.

- Yeah yeah, LiTtlE PuPpY KnOwS EeeeverYtHiNG AbOuT Me...

Anyways, just getting a head wasn't good enough for me so I asked what if I tell her all 100 of the answers? She didn't believe me at first so as soon as the starting bell rang, the exam started. I swapped her answer sheet with mine. She was looking at me with a 'What the fuck!' expression. So I whispered I was confident I could correct more than 80 questions. So I'll write your paper, you can just fool around with mine. So she does too. I swapped the papers back just before the exam finished.

Rebecca sounds genuinely astonished. "Did she really entrust you, a complete stranger with her exam paper?" 

- Yeah! Didn't I just say? All looks and no brain? She is a prime example of that category. But anyway. After the exam, we met up in a cafe outside the college. It was crowded like hell. We matched the answers I wrote in the books, turns out I corrected 87 questions, with 4 wrong answers. Each will cost 0.25 so she will get 86 marks total.

But in my paper, she corrected 23 questions with 35 wrong answers. So I'll get 14.25 marks in total. So guess what time it is now?

Rebecca didn't expect a question. "I don't know. What time?"

- Of course the reward time. So now that I have basically guaranteed her a spot in a prestigious college... shouldn't I get a reward far greater than a BJ?

She was a bit afraid. Seemed like she thought I would ask for sex and stuff.

Rebecca cuts him off, "Of course she would be. Isn't that exactly what you wanted to get from her?"

He looks astonished, "How damn rude! I asked for a date. Why would I ask for sex? I mean, I know why people ask for sex but it's not something to ask from someone. Sex is something we must earn."

She looks confused about what she should be feeling about it. His words are weird. Sometimes it makes you feel disgusted of him but sometimes it makes you think he... may be a good man.

- And I definitely earned the sex but I can't just ask her to have sex with me now, can I? So I asked for a date and taking her to bed from there is just a matter of time, money, and some sweet talks.

The feeling that suddenly stemmed inside her heart died down quicker than it manifested. He is definitely a disgusting man. But she doesn't express her feelings and continues to hear him out.

- After she left with her number and a promise of a date. I sat there thinking, what did I just do? I just threw away my chance to get into a college, at least for a year... just to set a chance with my first love.

Rebecca notices his almost wet eyes, "Do you regret that decision?"

He quickly smiles, "Regret? Nah! Grown men don't regret their decision. Sex... is more important than career." He laughs and lights a cigarette from the packet.

Exhales a chestful of smoke towards the ceiling. "You know chicka? A grown man never cries."

She noticed the sneaky little droplet of tears that slid down his cheek. 

- Yeah, they don't.