Are All Chicks Crazy?

I'm really starting to think that Claire is crazy. Tell me what you think...

I woke up with a little bit of a headache after my night out, I didn't plan on waking up at all but the continuous pounding my the front door punctured with the excessive ringing of the doorbell was more than I could ignore. I tried, thinking that my parents would answer the door before I remembered that they were both at the store.

I was barely awake as I stumbled downstairs towards the front door. "Hold your fucking horses!" I yelled through the door immediately regretting it when my head started to feel like someone kicked it. "What?" I growled when I yanked the door opened, closing my eyes against the blinding light that flooded the doorway but it was the nice shot of ice cold water to my morning wood that had me cursing like a motherfucker. "What the fuck?" I squinted against the blinding light as my balls shriveled up and died as my cold wet boxers clung to my body.

"Claire??" I stared in shock at her retreating form, I had no clue what the hell was wrong with her. "Get back here!" I demanded but she kept walking back towards her house.

Now the smart thing to do would've been back up, close the door and write her off and totally insane but I've never been one to always do the smart thing. It's the stupid stuff that had me living back home in the first place.

I went after her. I caught up with her halfway back to her house. "Hey!" I grabbed her arm, spinning her around to face me. "What the hell was this for?" I motioned to my wet boxers.

"Thought you needed cooling down," she smiled sweetly at me. When I stared at her blankly, she laughed. "You think that you can just ignore me and I'll disappear?" I didn't say anything, technically I didn't ignore her, Luke's groupies formed a wall to keep her away. "It doesn't work that way Tanner!" She screamed at me and then turned away. "You should be nicer to me Tanner," she glanced over her shoulder at me. "You know I got what you want," she slapped her own ass before continued on back to her house.

I have no idea how long it was that I stood in the middle of her yard in just my boxers wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into with her.

I ended up going back to bed when I finally made it back to the house. I slept pretty damn good too, except for the extremely raunchy porn-like dream I had about Sara.

Instead of sitting around my parents place thinking about the dream, trying to figure out what the hell it meant, I called Luke up to see if he was heading out to the bar again that night.

"Fuck you," he snapped and slammed the phone down in my ear.

I took that to mean that he was still pretty pissed that Kelly was paying attention to me the night before.

But it didn't stop me from ending up at the bar last night. The first person I saw was Kelly, she was on her way back from the bathroom, she actually saw me first and came up to me. I asked her if Luke was around. "Yeah," she rolled her eyes and pointed to a table in the corner. "I wouldn't go over there if I were you, he's pretty pissed off at you right now."

Again, I wouldn't be where I am today if I did the smart things all the time. I waited until Kelly was back at the table for a few minutes before I made my way over there. The second he saw me, he got up and meet me before I reached the table. "You aren't welcome here," he told me as he tried to intimidate me by getting in my personal space.

"Stop being such a girl," I told him and added it was his idea that Kelly 'distracted' me in the first place.

I'm pretty sure he would've punched me or something stupid like that if someone hadn't come up to us and interrupted. "Hey guys," I felt a hand on my arm briefly and I thought for sure it was Claire until I glanced down and saw Sara looking back and forth between Luke and me.

I went to ask her what she was doing there when I noticed that the air around me changed, there was a strong feeling of hostility in the air only this time it wasn't coming from Luke, it was coming from his groupies. They were glaring at Sara. Luke on the other hand lit up when he saw her.

"Sara!" He went to slip his arm around her waist but she was quicker than him, she grabbed his wrist and pushed him away. For a brief second he seemed shocked that she would push him away but it didn't stop him from trying again. "Come on baby don't be like that."

Sara rolled her eyes as she looked up at me. "I see you made it," she gave me a smile. "I was a little worried about you after the crazy stuff you were saying in the car."

Chuckling nervously, I mumbled something about alcohol making you say things you normally wouldn't. Sara nodded slowly as she looked pass me. "Well I have to get back to my friends..." she left without another glance in either one of our directions.

The second Sara left, Luke grabbed me by the arm and pushed me away from his groupies. "How do you know Sara?" He demanded. "And what was she talking about?"

"Chill," I told him as I pulled my arm from his grasp. "I work with Sara and she gave me a ride home last night when you left me here!"

It seemed that the little piece of info I just gave him made him forget that he was pissed at me. "Come on buddy, let me buy you a drink." I let him. Hey! It was free alcohol, what do I care if he thinks that I'm going to put in a good word for him with Sara who has repeatedly shot him down every single time he's tried to pick her up in the last couple years. He didn't seem to care that I told him I wasn't getting involved because I had to work with her every single night. In fact he told me that I could have a pick of any of his groupies if I got her to give him a moment of her time, like that was going to convince me!

Well...there are some pretty hot chicks in his little group.

And like the smart guy I am, I went off to find Sara and see if I could convince her to pretend to be interested.

"No!" She snapped at me when I mentioned Luke's name. "I don't want to hear what you have to say Tanner, there's no way I'm lowering myself to his standards! I'm not just a whore he can play with until something better comes along!"

"Just one dance Sara, it's not that much at all." I pleaded with her.

"Then you dance with him!" She got up. "I need some air," she told her friends and then made her way to the door.

I followed her. "Why can't you just do one dance?"

"Why should I?" She stared up at me. "What's in this for you if I do? What one of his groupies did he offer you to do his dirty work for him?"

"Just one dance," I repeated, ignoring her question.

"No," she said. "If you need to get laid that badly, find another way. I'm not going to subject myself to being violated for you to get off!"

Sara left me standing outside by myself.

But not for long. Soon Claire joined me, she looked very confused. "What's going on Tanner?" I asked her what she meant. She glanced back towards the bar before turning to me again. "Sara just come up to me and said you needed me?"

I laughed out loud. "Sara thinks I need to get laid."

Claire looked me over for the longest time, I thought for sure she was going to tell me to fuck off after the way she acted that morning but she didn't. She grabbed me by the hand and pulled me with her as she took off down along the side of the bar. When she turned the corner at the back of the building, she spun around and forced me back against the wall. "I'm so horny," she told me while she wasted no time undoing my jeans and falling to her knees in front of me.

It all happened so fast, she was sucking me off and then the next thing I know she's sliding a condom on my hard cock, telling me that she wants me to fuck her hard against the wall. I'm holding her against the wall, thrusting into her so hard she sounds like she's crying but she's begging me to go harder, faster. So I did. I'm thinking I'm totally going to explode before she does when I feel her body tense and she starts bucking against me, telling me how she cumming and I'm like 'no shit'.

I blew my load and collapsed against her body, pinning her against the wall. We stay like that until she tells me I'm smothering her. I lower her to the ground, she straightens out her clothes and 'helps' me with mine.

When she goes to leave, she turns to me. "I hope you enjoyed that Tanner because it's the last time it's ever going to happen."

I shrugged, "Whatever you say Claire." I didn't really care one way or the other.

I went to find Sara when I got back into the bar. "Thanks," I said against her ear as I came up behind her. "I really needed that."

She slowly turned around, this look of disgust on her face, the same one she had when she witnessed me screwing Claire last weekend. "You didn't?" She asked, I didn't say anything. "You are just as bad as Luke!" She snapped and stormed off.

Sara didn't speak to me anymore that night, I ended up telling Luke that I couldn't convince her to give him a chance.

I ended up walking home. This time I wasn't falling down drunk through.