Thanksgiving break comes and Dante and I have agreed to f**k after Thanksgiving and before finals. I have moved off campus until Thanksgiving is over. I can't face Evie. I don't want to tell her, I've dumped Blake. She has my back, but unfortunately she hasn't found anything blackmail worthy to get me out of f*****g Dante. I've been able to push his desires back, but if I am not careful he will indeed fire Blake behind my back.
I've been sending Dante nude photos to keep his cravings at bay. It's like sleeping with the enemy without actually sleeping with him. It's an odd thing that the young man I met a few months ago and drew sketches for is a secret perverted douchebag. Life is a funny thing and people are not what they seem. What if the world is full of masks that we all wear? Who are
