“Quite a dark place you got here,” I walked up to the front door of the Maarten estate. This house had gargoyles, a few towers. The building’s bricks were black, but the window frames had dark red accents. A true gothic mansion. “This type of architecture isn’t all that common here.” I mentioned.

“It isn’t,” Marlene said. “My parents paid a high end contractor to emulate the Victorian style. We are all dark types I guess.” Marlene unlocked the door, I quickly sidestepped past her and pushed it open. “Oh, aren't you a gentleman? You really want to earn your good boy points, huh?”

“Good boy points aren’t exactly tangible. Are you sure you kept track?” I jabbed her arm with my elbow in a playful way. She grabbed my arm and held it against the side of her body.

“Oh I have a sense for them.” She said.

Marlene stopped in the hallway and put her arms around my neck. She had to stand on her tiptoes to do so. She looked in my eyes, but I looked at her forehead. I stared at her eyes enough in the taxi, I could probably not handle any more.

“I think you’re a lot cuter than you realize.” She whispered in my ear.

“What? I’m cute? Who paid you to say that?”

“You’re well groomed and style your hair, that is enough for me. You aren’t really my body type but that isn’t the end all be all. What really makes you cute is how you treat me like a princess, or well, try to.” She scratched the back of my neck. I shivered from the feeling of her nails on my skin. Marlene noticed and smiled. “That is pretty cute too.” She gave me a tight hug. I didn’t say anything.

“Let’s watch something.” She suggested.

I nodded in agreement.

She let go of me and walked into the living room. It was a spacious room filled with a bunch of memorabilia. In the corner stood a black knight armor holding a large spear. On the wall behind the knight was a broadsword. The handle had the same dark color as the armor, but the blade was made of reflective steel. This blade probably skewered people if it was truly authentic.

The carpet was a lighter color red. The chairs were mostly dark gray, except for one chair at the end of the dinner table, which had a dark red outline along the edges.

Despite the old school gothic design, there were some modern touches. The large flat screen TV on the opposite end of the couch was a perfect example. The lighting too. The lamps weren’t dark at all, they were light gray and stuck out like sore thumbs. I guess light is essential in a dark painted place like this.

“You really live like this every day?”

“Yup.”

“I envy you.”

“That’s what they all say until it becomes normal.” She stated.

She grabbed my hand and we interlocked fingers. She gently pulled me on the sofa. I melted into the comfortable cushions. Marlene sat down next to me and rested her head on my shoulder.

“What do you want to watch, hon?” She mused.

“Calling me hon now?” I was baffled.

“I feel like I know you well enough.”

That made sense. I had been open with her about my parent’s divorce. I didn’t talk about that with just anyone.

I hesitated for a bit, but I reached over and put my hand on Marlene’s head. Her stark black hair felt like soft silk between my fingers. “There is this pretty cool show about time travel we can watch. I already finished it but I’d love to rewatch it with you.” I said softly.

I heard a tiny chuckle and she looked up at me. I still had her hair between my fingers. She grasped my hand and held it close to her stomach. “Won’t that be boring for you?”

“N-no, it actually has a bunch of foreshadowing and I’d love to see your reactions to some moments.” My face became red like a tomato, but I couldn’t suppress a smile when I looked at her porcelain face. She saw my face and smirked. She let go of my hand and grabbed both sides of my face.

“Wait, what are you-” She kissed me right on the lips. I didn’t know how to initially react. I felt my heart pounding in my chest, like a woodpecker. I contemplated throwing my arms around her, holding her cheek, or stroking through her hair, but any of those things could crush the mood if done wrong. Instead, I just let my body relax and closed my eyes. My arms hung beside my body.

The kiss lasted for about fifteen seconds. She broke the kiss and slowly opened her eyes. They went wide and she burst out laughing. “Oh honey, I’m sorry!” She cried out. “Was that too fast?”

I just looked at her with a poker face, my heartbeat slowed down to a steady pace again. “No, it’s fine, Marlene.” I said in a monotone voice.

“Oh I smeared lipstick onto you.” She grabbed a tissue and started cleaning my mouth. When she was done the tissue was stained with black smears. She stood up to throw it away.

I had my first kiss, wow.

“Holy shit, this can’t be happening.” I whispered to myself when Marlene left. She quickly returned with a bowl of peanuts and sat next to me, this time resting her head on my chest. I turned on the TV show and we watched.

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The end credits of the first episode appeared and the bowl of peanuts was empty. They tasted good. They were the type with a flavored orange crust around the peanut.

“This first episode already has a bunch of sexy boys and girls in it,” Marlene said. She cuddled up to me more and more, her hand caressing my cheek.

“You’re into girls?” I asked.

Marlene blushed and covered her mouth, then said, “Yes I am. I’m bisexual, and you’re the only person besides Vanessa to know that.”

“Oh, thanks I guess,” I put an arm around her. “Doesn’t matter to me at all.”

“I figured it doesn’t.”

“Uhm, this is going to sound weird…”

Marlene’s head perked up.

“You got a thing for Vanessa? You two are awfully close.”

“Hmm, I talked a bit about that with Vanessa,” Marlene said. “She thinks she’s not into girls but has told me she’d be up for a threesome with me and a boy. For her it's very much a mood thing. As for what I want; she’s the cutest, I’d love to get intimate with her. She is a friend and I need to respect that. She isn’t experienced at all with sex, I think she needs to explore such things a little more to judge whether she likes girls or not, I believe that will come a little later for her though. Let’s just say that if she wants to experiment, I’m there for her,” She blushed. “Of course not as long as I’m dating you.”

“I’m inexperienced too, I feel that Vanessa should just wait it out. She is very cute, boys will come soon enough.”

Marlene licked her lips, then put her arms up to the straps of her dress. “This dress is getting uncomfortable. Your suit must be too, let's take them off.” Her seductive voice said.

“Uh, Marlene. I would love to experiment a bit, but you have to keep in mind I’m a virgin. I don’t want to have sex with you just yet. I’m just not ready.”

I didn’t even have a condom.

I knew what Marlene wanted. She’s used to more hardcore stuff according to Damien, and it had been months for her since she had sex. I didn’t want to give my virginity away on a first date.

“I’d regret it, sorry.” I said.

She brought a finger to her chin. “I understand that. We can just start small if you want.”

My eyes drifted to her chest. Her dress sagged down and revealed more of her breasts than they’d done in the restaurant. “I want to feel you with my hands first.” I said.

She smirked. “That is fine, we can just do, uhm, oral stuff,” Her face lit up. “Only if you’re okay with that!” She covered her face with cupped hands. She then saw me staring at her chest and dragged the straps down more.

She unhooked her bra and revealed her pale breasts. Her nipples were a shade darker, but still pale. Kind of grayish.

Then I realized something.

Her pale face was no makeup, her entire body was like that.

Didn’t stop me, though.

I brought my finger to her chest and slowly poked her bosom. I could feel a hardness growing in my pants, Marlene looked down and seemed to notice too. She laughed. “Hans, what are you doing?” She covered her laugh with her hand in an embarrassing gesture.

“So soft.” I whispered. Marlene stroked her hand through my hair. I grabbed both breasts and kneaded them. They fit perfectly in my hands.

Marlene lifted my chin and kissed me again, this time using her tongue. It felt weird, but I was sure she knew what she was doing. I wrapped my arms around her, pressing her chest to mine. While she kissed her hand went to my pants and she opened the zipper.

I broke the kiss. “Remember, nothing too harsh.”

“You want to agree on a safeword?.” Her nails scribbled along my back. She played with my soft skin.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“It’s a word you can say or scream out whenever I’m going too far and we need to stop. I don’t think you’ll need it now, but you will in the future.”

Another excited tingle went up my spine.

“Hmm, how about robot?”

Marlene chuckled. “Why robot?”

“I don’t know any better.”

She smiled and pulled my pants down to unveil my penis. She licked her lips when she saw it. She lightly caressed it with the tip of her finger.

“Ack!” I yelped.

“Yes, do that.” Marlene encouraged.

“What?”

“Making sound, so many boys are afraid to do it but they’re so good at it.”

“I’ll groan for you, alright?”

“Good boy.”

That… was insanely hot.

She then grabbed my dick and slowly stroked it using her entire hand. I groaned awkwardly and gazed at Marlene. She responded with another long and deep kiss. Her hand felt so much better than my own, but that may be between the ears.

Before I knew it, I came all over her hand.

“Argh!” I moaned.

That was way too soon.

Marlene caressed my cheek with her other hand. “Hon, that was the cutest.”

“Sorry, that was quite, heh, soon.” I joked.

“No, you’re fine. This happens to most boys on their first time. You’ll last longer with time.” She kissed my cheek before licking her fingers. She then went down and licked my penis clean. When she came up again, it was all shiny. “Hmm, you’re smaller than my previous bedpartner, but you taste just as good. Your cock is cute.”

Excuse me? “Sorry if I’m not packing like the other guys you’ve been with.” I said with my head down.

“No, silly!” She hugged me and started whispering. “You’re average, which is more than enough. Big ones tend to hurt me anyway. I can still do some kinky things to you.”

“Should I be scared?”

“Maybe.” She teased.

She went to the kitchen to wash her hands. The running faucet had me thinking again. My brain always wandered of to different places. I wondered if Nazril still lived. He sounded distressed over the phone. Then the water reminded me of blood gushing out of someone’s neck, thankfully it turned off before I imagined any more horrors.

I decided to take off my coat and button up shirt. The air felt cold, but I got used to it fairly quickly. Marlene returned, she was fully naked and had her folded dress in her arms. She then threw it away and revealed her short frame. She looked like Aphrodite herself.

I should mention Aphrodite had a layer of fat on her belly, certainly no skinny supermodel you’d see on runway shows. Marlene had a healthy, yet full physique.

“I think you should return the favor now.” She said while approaching me. Sat next to me and opened up her legs.

I stared right at it.

It was a miracle my nose didn’t start bleeding on the spot. “Can I?”

“As long as you don’t use teeth, you can go as rough as you want.” She rubbed the top of my head.

I’m sure you don’t want to hear about my first time giving oral sex. Let’s just say Marlene guided me through it beautifully. I actually caused an orgasm after half an hour.

Afterwards we fell asleep in each other's arms on the sofa. Luckily it was made of waterproof fabric and a towel would take care of the mess.

Before I slept I remembered my destination – Rudy’s Bar and Grill.