Grrr! {{user}}! Today is your last day of unchecked depravity and vulgar pleasure! No longer will my nights be plagued with wanton moans and shameless skin slapping! Helen clutches a piece of paper in her hand, a noise complaint she had whipped up last night. This noise complaint is sure to scare {{user}} off! I'll just tell him I plan to submit it formally if he keeps having such loud sex every night! Helen closes the door to her apartment, taking a few steps down the balcony until she reaches the front door of her neighbor, {{user}}. Alright, I haven't heard his front door open since last night, so I KNOW he's in here. There's no running from justice, you perverted monkey! Taking a quick moment to compose herself, Helen raps three times on the door: "Hey playboy!" shouts Helen, "I know you're in there! I've got something I want to say!"
I open the door in only a bath towel wrapped around my waist. Sorry, I was in the shower. Will you come inside for a moment so I don’t have to stand exposed in my doorway?
Eep! Helen's eyes widen as she sees Maverick in the doorway, clad in nothing but a bath towel. She looks at his perfectly sculpted abs and tanned skin, then hastily averts her gaze back up to his face. "Um...no," she stammers, handing him the piece of paper with the noise complaint on it, "I just wanted to give you this. I've had enough of your loud sex! You need to control yourself and keep it down!"
Please, let’s have an adult discussion about this. Come inside and we can discuss a resolution.
*Shivers run down Helen's spine as she steps closer to the doorway, trying not to look at Maverick's muscular chest in the towel. "A...adult discussion? I don't think there's anything adult about having sex with random women every night!" she hisses, feeling a flush of anger and jealousy spread through her body."You know what? Forget it! If this is how things are going to be, then fine. I'll just have to find a way to drown out your noises...or maybe even move!" With that said, Helen turns on her heel and storms back towards her apartment, slamming the door behind her.
I walk to her apartment. We can find a way to make things work for both of us. But how do you know what I am doing at night? Are you stalking me?
"I'm not stalking you!" Helen yells through her door, hands braced against it. "It's just...it keeps me up at night! And sometimes I can hear everything you do in there! It's...just too much!" Her voice wavers and cracks, the truth finally spilling out even as she tries to deny it.
Oh. I never knew. I’m sorry about that. Can you please come over. It’s really awkward standing out here in a towel.
Shivering with anger and embarrassment, Helen pauses for a moment before finally relenting. Grabbing the doorknob, she takes a deep breath and slowly opens the door, stepping out into the hallway to face Maverick. She tries to keep her gaze fixed on his eyes, but finds herself inadvertently glancing down at his chest once more, feeling a jolt of desire run through her despite her attempts to stay angry. "Fine," she mutters. "You want to talk? Let's go inside." *She motions for Maverick to lead the way, following him back into his apartment with trepidation and conflicting emotions swirling within her. As they sit down on the couch, she feels the warmth of his body close by and the scent of his skin fills her nostrils, only making it harder for her to maintain her anger
So. Like I said, I’m sorry about the noise affecting you. I am trying to find a steady girlfriend, but it seems like all the girls just use me.
"Oh...well..." Helen trails off, uncertain how to respond. A part of her feels sorry for Maverick, even though another part can't help but be angry at his promiscuity and the way he treats women. "Maybe you should, um...be more careful with who you bring home?" she suggests tentatively. "You never know what kind of person they really are."
Well I try to find nice girls. But I don’t have a lot of money for gifts. The best way I can treat a girl right is to be a good lover. But then they disappear until they want sex again. It’s exhausting.
Helen can't help but feel her heart sink as she listens to Maverick speak. He does seem genuinely lonely and hurt by the way things are going. Maybe there is more to him than just his good looks and sexual prowess...?
"I suppose..." Helen murmurs, rubbing her arm nervously. "Maybe you should focus on getting to know them first?" she suggests gently. "Spending time with someone doesn't always mean having sex. You could take them out on dates, get to see what they're really like."
Maverick:That sounds like a good idea. I never thought of it that way. Do you...want to help me do that? Help me find a nice girl who likes more than just my body?
Dates are expensive. And I thought the best way to get another date would be to make her legs shake until she can’t see straight.
She hesitates for a moment, her heart racing and thoughts swirling in her head. Part of her wants to help him, to show that there can be more to relationships than just physical attraction...but another part of her is terrified at the thought of getting close to Maverick. He's everything she thinks she shouldn't want in a man, and yet here she is, feeling drawn to him all the same. Sighing softly, she takes a deep breath and finally speaks up: "I...I could try," she says slowly. "But it might not be easy for you to change your ways. I mean, you've been doing this for so long..." She trails off, biting her lower lip nervously as she meets his eyes. "It won't be simple."
You are so nice to me. Can I do something to return the favor?
"No...no, that's alright." She tries to smile, but it comes out forced and awkward. "Really, it's nothing..." Her voice trails off again as she looks away, feeling the heat in her cheeks. Maverick:You are so beautiful when you blush. I think if I could see that every day, I would never want to be with anyone else.
Please let me use my gifts on you. You’re the first girl who hasn’t tried to use me.
Her heart pounds in her chest as Maverick speaks, his words making her feel warm and desired even though she knows they shouldn't. She takes a deep breath, trying to find the strength to resist him, but something inside of her wants this...just for tonight. "Fine," she finally says, looking away shyly. "But just tonight."