Vance was getting ready for his big date with Melissa. He knew by the time that dessert arrived that she would be practically eating out of the palm of his hand. He had watched his father and learned by observing what it took to make a woman feel like the most important person in the room. He saw the way that his father made them desire him and all it took was the ability to read the signals. If the signals weren’t there, then he could easily change his tactic to get them to lower their guard.
“You know that the coach doesn’t condone dating before a big game. I’ll do what I always do. I’ll cover for you the best way that I know how. Try to promise me that you will at least make it an early night. I know that you pride yourself on giving the girl the royal treatment all night long. I know that they’re not praying when they are screaming the lord’s name in vain.” Julian had seen his best friend turned into the consummate ladies man. He had always been that way from the moment that he met him three years ago in high school. He followed him around mimicking his every move and becoming a sought after commodity by NFL teams that were most likely going to be scouting those that they thought had potential.
“You know that there’s no way that I can promise something like that. I have a reputation to uphold and I’ll be damned if this girl doesn’t get my very best. Some guys might try to phone it in, but I go all out to seal the deal. Money has never been an object for me. You know where I live and you know that my father had a career that afforded him nothing but the best.” He had just returned from Puerto Rico for a weekend sojourn with his father and his soon to be third bride. He actually slept with the daughter of the bride with both parents sleeping down the hall in the next room. That was an awkward moment at breakfast, but soon turned into a romp in the surf. He remembered Charlene with fondness. He remembered all of their names. It couldn’t be helped with his condition.
“You make us good guys look bad. You claim to be one of the good ones, but we both know that the only thing that you’re interested in is what they have between their legs. You don’t care what they think or who they really are. You make them believe they you’re only in it for them, but mostly it’s for the chance to sink deep into some strange pussy.” Julian did not mean to belittle his conquests. He actually found some of them crying after the ordeal and was able to parlay that into sloppy seconds. He was always good with a shoulder to lean on. Those girls that had found themselves used by Vance were always in need of a sympathetic ear.
They would use him to make Vance jealous, but that was not an emotion that Vance was willing to show to anyone. He was not about to get emotionally involved and he did his damnedest not to allow any woman to sink her claws into him that deep.
“I don’t know why you’re complaining. It’s not like you don’t get something from this. You may think that you are fooling everybody else, but with me I know the truth. I’ve seen you with the girls that I’ve been with and you can’t sit there and tell me that you haven’t taken advantage of their vulnerable condition. Do you think that it’s a coincidence that I leave in the morning, so that you to pick up the pieces after I’m gone? I thought it went without saying that I was throwing you a lifeline to your otherwise dismal love life. You pine after one girl and I’ve done everything in my power to make sure that you forget about the one that got away.”
“You can say that, but you don’t really know for sure. It’s not like you told them to sleep with me. I don’t think that you would have been the kind to cuddle afterward anyway. You would rather forget that they even existed and move on to the next one that catches your eye. There’s going to come a day where you find yourself feeling something for a woman. That is the day that I’m going to do an Irish jig in this very room in front of you. That day will come sooner than you expect. Somebody is out there. She’s waiting for you and eventually you’re going to meet her and fall hopelessly in love.” Julian heard the merriment of laughter and knew that Vance didn’t think that was even possible.
Vance put on his fancy white sport coat with a red shirt with gold buttons to attract the eye to his well defined pectorals. He had no problem showing off his body and taking off his shirt in the quad was by design. He wanted the girls to see what they could have if only they applied themselves. He wanted them to know it when he made his advance that it was because he wanted them and nobody else. The shirt was what he would call lucky and anytime that he wore it was a night that he would never forget. He actually had to have a few buttons repaired after the way some of the women had attacked him with no regard for his personal belongings.
“The one thing that I can assure you of is that I will never fall for the girl that has her eyes on getting a ring on her finger. My father has tried that two times and is in the process of doing it the third time. I don’t know why he doesn’t learn his lesson. It’s so much better when you can fly the nest and go from one birdie to the next. I’ve never got complacent, but I do feel that I’m missing something. I can’t put my finger on it. I think I just might be ready to take a break. After Melissa, I believe that a self imposed abstinence is in order.” He had no idea how long that would last and each time that he tried it was a losing battle. Everywhere he looked there was some comely young thing giving him the look and they were not about to take no for an answer. Sooner or later he was going to fall naked into bed with one of them.
“You have to remember that your father was a legend. You may not think that it hurt him when he lost your mother, but he’s only trying to fill that void with other women. I don’t want to see you go down that same road. Being a friend means that I’m going to tell you the truth whether you want to hear it or not. You can hate me all you want, but the one thing that you need to learn is that every man is powerless against the woman of his dreams. Phoebe was that for me and then she met somebody that made her look at me differently. I went into a pit of depression and you were right there to hold my hand and make sure that I didn’t lose sight of the bigger picture. There would always be other women. I don’t feel good about having your hand me downs, but they were very appreciative of my tender loving care.” Vance’s hair was cut short and had that tinge of blond that made him into a dirty boy.
Vance was meticulous in his appearance and made sure that there wasn’t a hair out of place. He shaved his face to get rid of that shadow of a beard. He had learned from personal experience that the smooth look and feel was what a woman really wanted. They may claim otherwise, but he had never had any problem showing them the error of their ways. He was blessed with the same good looks as his father. The chiseled jaw line and being 6 feet tall and 220lbs had made him an imposing figure that had girls practically begging to have their cherries popped. He had his fair share of virgins and they were always very receptive and gave him something that no other girl could.
He was always on the hunt for that pure as the driven snow kind of girl. They were a rare breed, but once caught in his snare it was very difficult for them to weasel their way out from underneath him. “It won’t take me long to get Melissa to go down on me. I’m just wondering if she’s adventurous or if I’m going to have to coax her into doing something particularly naughty. When I leave tomorrow morning, you can take your shot and see what you can’t do about taking the sting out. She’s going to feel dirty and you’re gonna have to show her that there is hope.” They had a good thing going and Vance was not going to ruin a perfect game plan.
“You and I both know that you are a bastard and that these girls deserve a whole lot better than to be treated like they’re only good for one thing. I tend to hold them to a higher standard and put them on the pedestal where they belong. You look down upon them like insignificant insects that are there to fulfill your every whim. Don’t worry; Melissa will know what it is like to be with a real man. I might even be able to make her see me as more than just your friend on the side.” Julian had the same muscles, but he did not have the gift to sweet talk a woman into bed. He was learning quickly, but so far his expertise was letting them cry on his shoulder
“I am glad that I have the money, but it’s the notoriety and the fame that I require most of all. The adoration of the fans and those girls that can’t seem to leave me alone without satisfying their curiosity is what I live for. The only thing that is better is that one out of many that has never been touched. Their greedy holes are raw and festering with desire to be taken to a higher pleasure that has never existed in their minds. They have no reference to what I can do for them and I do hope that I make myself the measuring stick against all others.” Vance took one last look in the mirror. He didn’t consider himself vain, but if they were to look up the meaning in a dictionary they would see his face. He smiled that cocksure grin that he was known for.
“It must be nice to have the kind of money that will have them ready to slide under the table at your command. One look at your fancy silver Porsche and to feel it humming underneath them will be almost too much.” He watched as Vance put on his customary leather jacket. It was that smooth kind of leather that made him look like he was sophisticated and not at all the kind of player that women should be avoiding at all costs.
“The first thing that I bought upon coming here was this jacket. It seemed to call to me from the store. It might’ve been an impulse buy, but it was well worth the extravagance. I don’t really think of money when I slap down the black credit card in my father’s name. I recently learned what my inheritance is going to be and apparently that is not only thing that I have to look forward to. I also get a very sizable portion when I reach the age of 25. I don’t even know how people can live without money. They may say that it’s the root of all evil, but I would rather have it than not.” He went down the stairs and looked up to see Julian shaking his head.
Julian stuck his head out the window and screamed for everybody to hear. “Everybody lock up your daughter’s… Vance is on the hunt and will not be satisfied until one of them is his for the evening. Girls beware that it’s not a good thing to take candy from strangers even if they look like my friend.” Julian could see that this was embarrassing him and that his cheeks had turned slightly flushed.
Vance decided to turn the tables and put his hands up to his mouth in a bullhorn fashion. “Don’t think for a second that Julian is the good guy that he projects. He’s just waiting in the wings for when you come out of my bedroom after I have run off after the deed is done. He’ll have a nice cup of cocoa for you and he’ll listen to your feelings, before making his move.” They were only teasing each other and it wasn’t like anybody could really hear them outside of the first couple of floors in the frat house.
The rest of the guys piled out and stood at attention like soldiers getting ready to go to war. They saluted their hero and wished him good voyage between the thighs of Melissa the cheerleader that had a lot of agility and was able to bend in certain ways that didn’t seem possible.
Vance wiped a metaphorical tear from his eye before getting in the car and driving away.
He only had to go around to the other side of the campus. He parked in front of the dormitory waiting for his potential love interest to emerge. He saw Melissa and he ran his eyes up and down her frame. Suddenly and without warning, he was now showing interest in a woman that didn’t seem to be his type. Her seething hatred for his kind was coming off of her in waves. It was that disdain for him that made him want to get to know her better.