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The Never Ending Quest - Episode 42529

"Watch movies, huh?" asks Scott over the phone. "I could use a break. My stupid roommate had an accident, and now he's at the hospital. What? Um, believe me, you don't really want to know. Josh is insane sometimes. Okay, I can be down in fifteen minutes. See ya."

Scott had befriended a girl named Krissy on the internet about eight months ago, and they chatted whenever they could. This was whenever Krissy wasn't out with her man Roger.

But Scott hadn't gotten the nerve to ask her for her phone number, or even where she lived until about two months ago. This was after Krissy sent him a few pictures, and two of them were fairly racy ones. To his surprise, she lived three floors below him and Josh. She had finally invited him down tonight, and Scott jumped at the chance to go hang out with someone who wasn't out of their fucking mind.

Scott shaved, brushed his teeth, and combed his hair. Before he exited, he spotted the all too familiar basket where he kept his stash of condoms. "Well, do I? I know she's got a boyfriend..." he mumbles to himself before finally deciding to pick four up. He carefully conceals them into a pocket on his cargo pants, grabs his keys, and walks out the door. A short walk to the elevator, and within ten minutes, he is knocking on Krissy's door.

"Are you Scott?" asks Krissy. She had a slight Hispanic accent that occasionally came alive whenever she was drunk, or excited. She was a petite little number, dressed in a slightly revealing T-shirt, impossibly tight jeans, and her "pretty" white sneakers. Her hair was long and dark, and seemingly perfect. Scott had to take his eyes off Krissy's navel piercing to speak...
"Yes, I'm Scott from upstairs. How are you?"
"Good, come on in! Make yourself at home!" Krissy giggles, pulling Scott into the apartment. It was a fairly nice apartment. "Let me grab the DVDs. You don't mind if I pick, do you? Do you need a drink?"

Krissy was an energetic whirlwind, bounding around her living room like she couldn't relax. As she disappeared into another room, Scott couldn't help but notice the tribal tattoo on the small of her back. Believe me, he tried to not focus on Krissy's ass. Oh my god, she is cuter than she said she was, thinks Scott. He nervously takes a peek over to the CD rack, which is almost overflowing. Scott is busy trying to figure out which albums belong to Krissy, and which ones definitely belong to Roger when she bounds back into the room, beer bottles in one hand, and a stack of movies in the other one.

"Yeah, Scott, they're all mine," smiles Krissy.
"Hey, where's Roger tonight?" asks Scott.
"Ummm, he's out of town right now," answers Krissy as she loads the DVD she picked into the player. "Don't worry about him, he can take care of himself. Okay, we're in business. Have you met Sammy?"
"Sammy...?"
"Look behind you, Scott!" she giggles, settling down on the sofa. Sammy is Krissy's white and grey cat. He meows at Scott twice before stepping on him while making his way from the top of the couch to the floor.

For the first fifteen minutes of the movie, Scott and Krissy were seperated by one couch cushion. He noticed Krissy slowly inching over towards him a couple of times. Scott was attracted to her, but wasn't entirely comfortable that Krissy was dropping some not-so subtle hints with her body language, and some of the "accidental" touches she was doing with her hand onto Scott's left hand. Scott needed to make a decision here, and he quietly conceded. "C'mere, you," he said, finally pulling her right next to him. Krissy's head rested on Scott's shoulder, and one leg was draped over his. A chill went down Scott's spine as she lightly ran a fingernail through his hair.

The movie was boring, Scott thought. "Well, maybe that's what she wanted?" he asked himself. It was ten minutes from being over, so Scott finally made the first move. Krissy was more than willing to take it, and give it back in return. They quickly found themselves on the floor. Not that they really noticed, since everything was a whirlwind anyway. It was when Krissy moaned something about "taking it to the bedroom" did Scott come down to earth. So he quickly helped her stand up, and they practically raced into Krissy's room. There was no time to get a good look at the surroundings, Scott realized, since all he seemed able to do was help Krissy out of her clothes...

Three hours later, they finally collapsed into a loving embrace, more exhausted than they had ever been in their lives. It was incredible, thought Scott. He had never had such a freak in the bed before, for lack of better terms. As for Krissy, this had been a long time coming. She and Roger were on fairly shaky ground as it was, and when she found some emails he had sent to two former flames in his life, she had to react in some sort of fashion. But she had developed such strong feelings for Scott in the past couple of months, and the sex they had just had only made things even more obvious to her. She drew her fingernails gently down his back and finally spoke. "You were so much better than Roger, Scott...oh my god..."

Within minutes, they were sound asleep, in the dangerous embrace.

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