<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn02.cdn.justjared.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/tom-ford-evans/chris-evans-tom-ford-suit-01.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>David Stryker<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside Pool  ---  Bedroom<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Paige, Jessica (Mentioned)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>A groan passed from his lips as Paige lifted herself from him, leaving him with his member, teased and provoked to the height of arousal unsatisfied and alone in the pool.  David could not help but to watch as Paige removed herself from the pool, his eyes following her bottom with his member throbbing in unsatisfied desire.  He had half a mind to get out and go off in search of some sort of relief.  Jessica crossed his mind, the playful little tease that she was, but David thought better of it, resigning himself to simply suffer through the blue balls as he climbed out of the pool and began to make his way to the bedroom...<br/><br/>~~~<br/><br/>The sun was slowly setting over the horizon through the window of his bedroom.  Gently did it begin to touch the tree tops, inching ever closer to the evening.  David sat alone on the arm chair in his room, his eyes idly watching the setting sun in silence. He needed a drink, a big one at that, after the day that had went past.<br/><br/>He had been quieter than usual during the car ride back from the mall.  It was something he had played off as being more tired than usual, a sleepless night from the night before.  There was no need to tell others of his less-than exciting experience at the mall, when he had gone off on his own, and had seen Her, in all places.  Her, out with some guy, laughing the way she had when she was with him.  Her, gone and moved on.  And David, lost and rudderless, wondering what he was supposed to be doing anymore.<br/><br/>He needed to get out of there, out of that house, for good.  Being there, being in the house, surrounded by temptation, surrounded by the unobtainable, was something he did not need around him in his life, especially in not that moment. A friend had said he'd look for something cheap, something affordable, for him, something David hoped would come sooner rather than later as he waited in his room for dinner.