Getting arrested for beating the shit out of Smith was the best thing that ever happened. Word got out and spread like wildfire, which prompted three other girls to come forward with allegations against the dick slut as well. Turns out Daddy Hilton was working behind the scenes and trying to bribe these girls to keep their mouths shut. Made for an interesting case in court.

But this story isn’t about them, now is it?

As for me and Danielle. Well, that didn’t work out after all. Turns out her and Sinnamon really hit it off, and joined Betty on that weird as fuck animal head wearing fetish, and they travel around the world hosting parties.

Yeah, I wouldn’t believe that either. After graduation, we held a huge graduation/birthday party at SIX for Danielle, since they were on the same day. She loved it. As a surprise, I was able to get her brother Delton here for a few days. He wasn’t exactly happy about our relationship at first. It took a bit of convincing, but not too much. I didn’t have to do much. It was Betty that did it.

She walked straight up to him.

“You listen here, Major. Darius is a piece of shit. I would never want a man like that to date a daughter of mine. Just look at him. A man like that over six feet tall, covered in tattoos, absolutely disgusting. And he dances too! What the fuckery shit is that? Crockery shit I tell you! And you know what else?” She jabbed him in the chest. I looked at Danielle who looked scared as shit. What a way to make me look good, Betty. Great way to follow the plan. I took a long drink of my beer, as both Betty and Delton looked my way. “That man over there decides to have a job to better the world. Can you believe that? Better the world!” She lets out a loud crackle. “He educates children! Every day too, and you know how they’re assholes!” She shook her head like it was the most ridiculous thing in the world. “Oh, and this is the worst,” she hit Delton on the back. “He was also arrested,” she loudly whispered. “For beating the shit out of his own student.” Betty keeled over laughing, and I muttered a curse under my breath.

Delton’s eyes shot to mine, but Betty quickly diverted him back to her. “But it gets better.” She suddenly stopped laughing and gentled her voice. “He fucked that kid up because he didn’t take kindly when Danielle said no. Now as I’m sure you know, when a woman says no, she means no. We could use more men like that, don’t you think? I don’t know about you, but I’d be honored to have my child be with someone like Darius.”

Delton looked to Danielle and immediately walked to her and wrapped her in his arms. “I’m okay,” she whispered to him over and over again.

Danielle decided she wanted to study Geology and was extremely happy she was getting a chance to do something she was passionate about. She knew she could go to any university she wanted. She was accepted to quite a few, and I made it very clear that her decision shouldn’t be based on me. She narrowed it down to two schools. One would leave her here, and the other would take her clear across the country.

I made it clear that our relationship shouldn’t hinder her decision, and that I would support her, no matter what. She shut me up the best way she knew how, and that she would make her own decision when she was ready. She loved it here. The guys at SIX became a second family to her. The family she never had. She cherished the closeness. That was something she always wanted in life, and that was something I couldn’t argue with her with.

As the decision time came closer and closer, I could see the worriedness creeping up on her. She was conflicted. But, I also couldn’t help but wonder where that would leave us.

Since Danielle was now a high school graduate, she had the decision most high school graduates had. Where to go to college? We talked about if she were to leave. How things would work, and if they would work. Would we try long distance? Would I move? The truth was Danielle had no idea, I would uproot my entire life for her. When it came down to decide, she was troubled. She was oh so troubled. She couldn’t sleep or eat. Even having her talk to Delton didn’t help. I finally awoke one night to her crying, and I pulled her to me. “You decided, didn’t you?” She looked at me, eyes red.

“Their curriculum is much better, and…”

I pulled her against me. “That’s great Danielle; I’m so happy for you, you’re going to do amazing.”

She pulled away. “But…”

I smiled. “It’s okay,” I wiped her tears. “We’re okay.”

A month later, Danielle moved to an apartment the size of a shoebox in New York. She loved it, but I was on edge regarding her safety. Two weeks later, I was able to finally make time to do a proper visit and picked Danielle up outside her last class. She talked nonstop as she pointed out all the places she’s been and the places she still hasn’t been.

When we got to her apartment, her face fell. She’d been robbed. Everything stolen. Literally everything. There was maybe a hanger or two in the closet. “Let’s leave, in case they come back.”

She looked at me in shock. “And get what? They took everything. As in everything! I don’t believe this.” Her eyes welled up with tears, and I wrapped my arms around her, as we went back to my car.

“We’ll call the police back at my hotel, okay?”

She nodded, as she just stared out the window.

We drove for a bit. She didn’t notice we didn’t go to a hotel; she barely noticed we pulled into a residential area until we were out of the car. “Where are we?”

I ignored her, as I unlocked the door, and ushered her in. She walked in and, started looking around, and then paused before pointing at something. “Is that…is that my yellow pillow?” I was still standing behind her and smiled. She pointed to something else, and she gasped. “Is that,” she walked closer to it. “Is that…it is!” she turned to me. “That’s my graduation picture! What’s going on? This is all of my stuff…and your stuff.”

I nodded, walking closer. I steadied myself as I took a deep breath. “Yeah, turns out I prefer living a lot closer to you, so I had all of my things brought here…then moved all of your things too…when you were at school, and kind of sort of bought us an apartment. If you’re okay with that?” Although I was confident, I suddenly felt a bit nervous. What if she didn’t want this? What if I jumped the gun and made an irrational decision and she wasn’t even on the same page that I was? Or what if she really did feel the same way that I did, and that what we have felt right, felt real, even if it did start unconventionally.

She turned and faced me, eyes already glassy. “But you just started a new position…”

I cut her off. “It doesn’t matter.”

She looked around the room. “What about SIX?”

I shook my head again. “SIX will always be there.” This was a decision I made for the both of us. I hoped she saw that too. I walked closer to her, and repeated the question. “If you’re okay with that?”

She covered her mouth and snorted. I fucking loved that snort, and I fucking loved her.

She gazed around the room once more, before finally turning to me. “Yeah, I’m okay with that.”

Six Months Later

“Are we seriously sneaking into my old high school? Formerly known as your old job?” Danielle looked around, as I unlocked the door. We were back in Nevada to welcome my new nieces. That’s right - I’m officially an uncle of twins, courtesy of one of my brothers from SIX.

But that’s another story….

“Well, it’s not really sneaking in, if I have the key, now is it?”

She frowned. “How do you still have the key?”

“I told them I still had stuff in the supply closet, and they said I could come whenever I wanted to get it.”

“And midnight was the best time to do that?”

I winked at her, as we walked into my former classroom. She stopped and looked around. “Wow, it looks exactly the same.”

I nodded, agreeing with her, before hitting the desk and she jumped. “There’s been something I wanted to do, the moment I saw you were a student in my class.”

She blinked. “What?”

I strummed my fingers on the wooden desk watching her. She stood silently watching every calculated move I was making. “I want to punish you.”

She nervously swallowed, and fuck that did all kinds of shit to me.

“Wh…why do I need punishing?”

I smirked, as I crossed in front of the desk. “Who says anyone needs a reason to be punished, Danielle?” I inwardly smiled as a blush slowly spread across her body. “You have no idea how many times I’ve fantasized about fucking you on this very desk, do you? Strip.”

She looked at the door, and hesitated, before slowly lifting her dress over her head, and toeing off her Chucks. I groaned at seeing she had no panties on. “Fuck, Danielle.” The gleam in her eyes held so much. She was so fucking wicked and dirty. And mine.

“Get your ass over here now!”

She defiantly sauntered slowly over to me, purposely provoking me. “All fours,” I told her. She hopped on, getting in place.

I gently massaged over her body. “Did you go all day today with no panties?”

“Yes.”

I chuckled. She could at least lie first. “And why is that?”

“Because it drives you crazy.”

I lightly skimmed over her pussy, and she arched her back. I leaned down and nipped her ear, at the same time I plunged two fingers in her entrance, and she gasped at the sudden intrusion. I wasn’t gentle nor kind with my ruthless finger fucking. “And what happens when you drive me crazy?” I whispered in her ear. She was panting hard, trying to go over that edge, she so desperately craved. I twisted my fingers, stretching her by adding a third.

“Dare comes out to play!” she breathed out.

I smiled, as I continued torturing that sweet spot deep inside of her. “That’s right. Dare comes out to play. Do you Dare Danielle?”

Her pussy quivered around my fingers, as she looked over her shoulder at me. “I always Dare,” she moaned, her hair falling around her, as she tried to keep herself up through her release.

Fucking beautiful. I strummed her clit with my other hand, and used the fingers I just had inside her, to coat my dick with her wetness. I kissed the nape of her neck.

“And forever Dare, you’ll have.”