heart and filled my dreams in the past. He’s sexy, charming, loves me and he wants me. Why do I feel so different today?
He’s the one person who really wants me, but do I want him? I had thought I did, why am I so unsure now? God, is everything in college going to be so confusing? Growing up kinda sucks right now. I thought during the college years you were supposed to sow your wild oats. Really live. Not become an instant adult and play house. Now, he’s already considering me his fiancée? I need to talk this out with someone. I wish Lizzie and Bailey were here.
Raelynn, who’s at the University of Alabama, is so busy already. She auditioned back in April and will proudly be marching as a Crimsonette during football season. She goes non-stop between classes and practices. She doesn’t have time for long conversations, and the one I need to have about Q will be lengthy.
9
Kane
Falling asleep with Oakley in my arms was fantastic; waking up without her there was disappointing. But when I realized she had not only left me in bed but my house without even leaving a note, well, in my book that was just evil. This isn’t something I expected of Oakley, and it isn’t like we did anything, I just held her while she slept. I should have known something like this would happen. This is one of the reasons I stay away from these young girls, emphasis on girl.
I should’ve listened to my gut last night and taken her to GG’s house or at least I should have slept in my own room. My heart is already involved more than I can afford it to be. She’s taboo to me, a delectable forbidden fruit that my mouth waters for. For my own sanity, I should cut all ties.
Who am I kidding? I’m hooked and there is no way to get loose. I know I’ll go running to her the next time she calls. Since we met, I have been at her beck and call, especially over this last year. I wonder if she’s figured out that she has me by the balls and could get me to do anything for her. God, why the hell did she leave without waking me or at least leaving a note?
Against my better judgment, I send her a text.
Kane : Are you okay?
That’s just me looking after her like a little sister. No sexual intentions there, I’m still safe. Yeah, right!
I make myself a glass of juice and a bowl of oatmeal then take my breakfast outside to the patio. I enjoy sitting outside early in the mornings. I always bring my laptop with me and catch up on emails or social media. Today, I use it as a distraction.
While scanning the online issue of the Tennessean, I see a small talent fair this afternoon. I need to go to this because I’m looking for some new talent. Maybe I can find a stunner who’d be willing to start her career in the erotic film industry. SugarKane Productions is low budget, online, sexually explicit art. While actual theatrical content is lacking, it’s still heavily sexual without being pornographic. Would anyone in my personal life respect that I write, direct, and produce these short films? No, but I know they’ve had a good time watching them. More than once, one of the guys has mentioned watching one of my films. I always had an extremely hard time keeping a straight face during one of those conversations.
I pick up the phone to call CJ, my talent and business manager. He has a good eye for the certain gifts and dexterity we are always looking for. At these type of events, a lone guy going up and talking to the girls, will get him labeled as a creeper, so we search for talent together. CJ has a more polished business look, where I have the longer hair and tattoos. I’m the creative and he is the managerial side of the company. For the most part, I just let him handle the shit I don’t want to take care of.
“Hey, man, what are you doing?” I say as he picks up the phone.
“Sleeping, bye,” he grunts.
“Wake your lazy ass up. We need to go down to the Ryman at noon.”
“You have to be out of your mind if you think I’m
He’s the one person who really wants me, but do I want him? I had thought I did, why am I so unsure now? God, is everything in college going to be so confusing? Growing up kinda sucks right now. I thought during the college years you were supposed to sow your wild oats. Really live. Not become an instant adult and play house. Now, he’s already considering me his fiancée? I need to talk this out with someone. I wish Lizzie and Bailey were here.
Raelynn, who’s at the University of Alabama, is so busy already. She auditioned back in April and will proudly be marching as a Crimsonette during football season. She goes non-stop between classes and practices. She doesn’t have time for long conversations, and the one I need to have about Q will be lengthy.
9
Kane
Falling asleep with Oakley in my arms was fantastic; waking up without her there was disappointing. But when I realized she had not only left me in bed but my house without even leaving a note, well, in my book that was just evil. This isn’t something I expected of Oakley, and it isn’t like we did anything, I just held her while she slept. I should have known something like this would happen. This is one of the reasons I stay away from these young girls, emphasis on girl.
I should’ve listened to my gut last night and taken her to GG’s house or at least I should have slept in my own room. My heart is already involved more than I can afford it to be. She’s taboo to me, a delectable forbidden fruit that my mouth waters for. For my own sanity, I should cut all ties.
Who am I kidding? I’m hooked and there is no way to get loose. I know I’ll go running to her the next time she calls. Since we met, I have been at her beck and call, especially over this last year. I wonder if she’s figured out that she has me by the balls and could get me to do anything for her. God, why the hell did she leave without waking me or at least leaving a note?
Against my better judgment, I send her a text.
Kane : Are you okay?
That’s just me looking after her like a little sister. No sexual intentions there, I’m still safe. Yeah, right!
I make myself a glass of juice and a bowl of oatmeal then take my breakfast outside to the patio. I enjoy sitting outside early in the mornings. I always bring my laptop with me and catch up on emails or social media. Today, I use it as a distraction.
While scanning the online issue of the Tennessean, I see a small talent fair this afternoon. I need to go to this because I’m looking for some new talent. Maybe I can find a stunner who’d be willing to start her career in the erotic film industry. SugarKane Productions is low budget, online, sexually explicit art. While actual theatrical content is lacking, it’s still heavily sexual without being pornographic. Would anyone in my personal life respect that I write, direct, and produce these short films? No, but I know they’ve had a good time watching them. More than once, one of the guys has mentioned watching one of my films. I always had an extremely hard time keeping a straight face during one of those conversations.
I pick up the phone to call CJ, my talent and business manager. He has a good eye for the certain gifts and dexterity we are always looking for. At these type of events, a lone guy going up and talking to the girls, will get him labeled as a creeper, so we search for talent together. CJ has a more polished business look, where I have the longer hair and tattoos. I’m the creative and he is the managerial side of the company. For the most part, I just let him handle the shit I don’t want to take care of.
“Hey, man, what are you doing?” I say as he picks up the phone.
“Sleeping, bye,” he grunts.
“Wake your lazy ass up. We need to go down to the Ryman at noon.”
“You have to be out of your mind if you think I’m
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