After speaking with Vick, I walk back into Luthor Tower and settle in for the long wait till she gets there.

  I open my phone and try to find something interesting to keep my attention, but its hard. Most of anime, games, novels, etc are designed for women. Women are the main characters most of the time and even on the few were somehow the protagonist gets gender bent into a male, all of the love interests are men which turns me off. And the works that are designed for the men of this world are about some innocent and retarded guy getting chased by these muscur and domineering women. Titles like "Transmigrating into a mob character to rehabilitate the viliness" make me want to rip my eyeballs out. It's tough living in a world were most of the works of fiction I enjoyed are gone.

  After some browsing, I finally settle for pying "Space Effect", a space opera game about a female soldier commanding a spaceship full of aliens against the reapers. Most of the "sexy aliens" are soft men, but at least they made a token attempt at inclusion and added a few women, which means I could go into the "gay" route with them. Life is tough.

  After a while, I finally get a text from Vick. She is outside on a sleek and mean motorbike. She is wearing one of those motorcycle suits that hugs her figure in all the right pces. There's something about seeing a girl on a bike like that really gets me going. I can feel my pants tenting and I have to shift my legs to make it less obvious.

  She turns to me and hands me a helmet.

  "Sorry for the wait," she says, raising the visor of her helmet. "You know the drill by now, hop on and hug me tight."

  I follow her instructions and climb up, wrapping my hands around her waist to be. I try to leave some space between her body and mine to be respectful…and also because I don't want her to feel my boner.

  Not a second ter, she bsts off going 0 to a 100 almost immediately. You'd think that being rich as god would make this family drive more safely, but they love speed.

  After a few minutes of insane turns and weaving through traffic, it doesn't take long before I am hugging her tighter than a tick and pressing my whole body against hers out of fear of falling off. I almost think she does this on purpose.

  I can feel her body heat through the suit, how her magnificent and round ass is pressing against me. It just makes my dick hard as a diamond and at this point there's no way she does not realize it since it is resting in a very precarious position, sandwiched between her cheeks, poking at her lower back.

  I'm so embarrassed by this that I just want to die. Thankfully, she doesn't comment on it.

  But just a few minutes after I think that, Vick parks her bike in a random spot next to Gothic City Park and shuts it down.

  "Come with me," she says, taking of her helmet. Her face looks flushed red, eyes dited, hair sweaty and wild.

  She offers me her hand to grab.

  "Where are we going, Vick?" I ask, taking my helmet off and grabbing her hand, following her.

  "I have to tell you something important… and I can't wait anymore."

  "What the hell? Stop being weird and just tell me." I say, ughing at how awkward she is being.

  Annoyed, she keeps leading me deeper into the park, "Just, just follow me, allright?"

  When we get to a spot that is beautifully romantic, close to the river, surrounded by trees and vegetation, stars in full view, she finally grabs my hands pulls me close.

  "I wanted this to be different, with more pnning, but I can't wait anymore: I keep having nightmares about someone else asking you out before me." Her face is nervous, but mostly determined. Like she's being gathering her courage for this for a while.

  I chuckle nervously, "What do-"

  She pressed a finger to my lips, shushing me. "I love you. I think you are the most beautiful man alive, both inside and outside. We share a lot in common. Every day I'm with you feels like the best of my life. I can't sleep well unless I hold you in my arms…"

  "And I- I think you like me as well," she says, her hand going down and brushing against my hard on. "I can tell from how you look at my body sometimes that you find me attractive." Her face leans down closer and closer to my lips, her other hand brushes my hair behind my ear. "I want to be your girlfriend, Avery…I want nothing else."