Mia, a vixen one year younger then himself and quite the looker, that is who his first victim will be.
Benjamin had known her since he was a young cub, he was five and she was four when they had met at a playground his nanny used to take him to. If he recalled correctly they met at the swing set. That was eighteen years ago. They were still the best of friends and promised that no matter what, they would always be friends.
The twenty-two year old vixen had a perfect hourglass figure, a figure most women would die for and most men would sell their souls to spend a single night with. She was oblivious and gullible to an extent and she was always happy and bubbly. Amazingly she could always figure out when someone was lying or trying to deceive her. The only thing no one has been able to do yet is convince her to come home with them and continue their good time. Many men and a handful of women have tried and none have succeeded.
Benjamin picked up his phone and called her.
It seemed to Benjamin that an eternity would pass by before she would answer her phone, when in reality it was only on the third ring. "Hello, Ben."
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