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keepsmiling7- I can't wait to write the more to come lol. I tried to stay away but had to write the next part.
Natalie36- The women Max has been with are bitches. Selfish and they only taint his image more. Yes, Max is a virgin but for now.
jake17- Aww, sounds like you had so much fun there! I heard that Maine speasilised (can't spell it
) in seafood like lobsters, crabs and crayfish..sounds really posh. U like that kind of food? I've never tried squid, scallops,crabs or crayfish. U tasted them? How does it taste like? Atleast the weater is nice n hot over there, here in the UK it's just raining. I wish I was on holiday.
Aww is my story so good? omg, to be honest when I first came here..I thought my stories would not be that good at all..wow..even my friends urge me to write something for them lol. And you're not wrong, no not at all. Max is this sweet innocent guy, trust me I'm crazy over that kind of Max. Yeah, he has to pretend to be a playboy because of some conflict in his life (which would be later revealed).
Michelle in Yonkers- I guess the funniest feedbacker is true. Lol. Yes, you're right about Liz softening on Max because she wants to beleive that he's not a playboy. She's a logical person who needs facts and logic and strong evidence and she's not stupid to beleive everything the media says because she knows they tend to exaggerate sometimes. But she isn't perfect, she has her flaws like everyone else. Which is why she ends up in trouble. And whereas the children of wealth is concerned, most of them are stuck up but they would do anything for each other. But no ones perfect.
RonaldoC- Ronnie!, so happy to hear from u. Oh u are gunna be so surprised to see Max's reaction when he eventually finds out about Liz. And the time it happens as well. Trust me on that.
sarammlover- Jesse is peristant. He's annoying stubborn but everyone has their reasons. But you'll find out why he's doing this later in the story.
Here's the next part, enjoy!!
Chp 10
Bedknobs and Broomsticks
Advising Max about women..
The next morning, Max got up at nine and went to refresh himself in the washroom. When he opened the door, he was surprised to see bits of clothes on a trail in the hallway. Micheal's trousers and belt was lying on the floor followed by a pair of huge high stilletoes, scarlett red lingerie with a huge double FF bra staring back at Max at is was hanging on the door handle of the bathroom. Max grimaced. He should have known Micheal would have gone drunk and brought a slut home. His own best friend did all the sex and Max got the labelling. He hoped they hadn't done in it in his perfect spotless bathroom. Carefully, he stepped over the clothes and avoided them like obstacles until he reached the bathroom.
Flicking the bra off the handle like it was something dirty, Max remained silent and carefull before reaching out to open the door. Quickly he opened the door, ready for a fight and flight response but much to his releif, no one was in the bathroom. Max sighed and entered the bathroom.
Walking up to the basin, he turned the tap on and cupped some water before leaning over the basin and throwing it on his face. That always refreshed him. After he completed his morning ritual of brushing his teeth and taking a shower, Max wrapped the towel around himself and proceeded to exit the bathroom, until Micheal was standing there just about to knock with some blonde who had red streaks in her hair which matched the lingerie which was on the floor.
"Micheal..what's going on?". Max asks.
"She wanted to use the toilet". Micheal shrugged.
"Make sure she doesn't leave a mess." Max warned Micheal before heading out and back into his room. The woman with Micheal was staring at Max's towel clad ass and smirked. He had a nice ass. Max quickly walked into the room and locked the door. Micheal looked at Stella, the woman who'd been his accomplice in having hot sex last night.
"There you go. After you're done, pick up your clothes and get gone okay?". He told Stella. She was just a one night stand, just like the other girls. She wasn't something special. Her breasts were so big that Micheal almost chocked on sucking them and she was just dull like the other whores he'd been with. Just the same old dish everyday. She strutted in with the sheet wrapped around her body and closed the bathroom door.
Micheal left and waited till Max was clothed. Max opened the door and wore a grey t shirt with black jeans. "I need to talk to you." Micheal said.
"Sit down." Max said and shut the door. Micheal sat on his bed. "So what is it that you want to say?". Max said, not that he had a problem with Micheal sleeping with a lot of women but he did mind when they 'christened' the rooms of his penthouse suite. This wasn't a brothel or a whore house, it was his home. The place where he can unwind and relax from the havoc of his career. Micheal knew what Max was hinting.
"Just because I'm a sex addict Max." Micheal shrugged. "So what. I need sex."
"I'm not comfortable with you having sex with numerous amount pickup girls from the side street club all over my home. You got a room, use it."
"Atleast we don't fuck in your room. We left it for the one so when you decide to have that special moment with your soulmate, you both can
make love.." Micheal sniggered. "Right here, just call this the virgin room. Only for you and your soulmate."
"Very funny." Max sniggered in sarcasm as he folded his arms and leaned against the window frame.
"What's happening with that Liz chick?". Micheal asked, wondering how things were going between Liz and Max. He hadn't met Liz but by Max's description he had a pretty good image off her, the shy virgin girl who was just made for Max by the heavenly creatures. Max couldn't have got a better match then Liz. They were just made for each other.
"She's actually very sweet and we have a great time together. You know, getting to know Liz during the past few days have been amazing. She's..I can't describe. Exactly what I want in a woman. You know..tender, sweet, kind and she has a great sense of humor. And not to mention she's not like them other girls who try to get into your boxers. I'm surprised she hasn't made that kind of move yet."
"Aww, isn't that sweet." Micheal cooed, almost about to laugh. Max was in his dream world. "Prince Charming has found his sweet ickle pwincess." He imitated a five year old child to piss Max off. It was funny teasing Max about the fairytale romance which Micheal didn't beleive in. For years he had been looking for the one and hadn't found her so resorted to one night stands. To Micheal, love was just make beleif. Just a thought to protect one from distress.
"Shut up Micheal." Max snapped and frowned. "This is serious. I like being with her. I trust her."
"Do you want her?". Micheal said darkly, indicating a sexual meaning to his words.
"You're sick man." Max told Micheal. "You know I'm not like that." He sighed.
"The whole world thinks so." Micheal said in a low voice, aware of Stella outside. "Is that bitch gone yet?". He quickly asked and got up to check. Stella was still in the bathroom and at the same time opened it. She picked up her underwear and the skimpy outfit on the floor. Micheal handed her the stilletoes. "Get changed quick." He growled.
This one was taking a lot of time. Stella quickly got changed behind the door and then said to Micheal. "Great night." She purred. Micheal was good in bed, he was wild and Stella liked that but she wanted to taste that hottie Max Evans. All the other girls would brag and say how hot he was in bed, Stella wanted her fair share of Max Evans and was hoping to get some but didn't. She'd have to go back and make shit up that she had been with Max Evans all night instead of Micheal.
"Bye." Micheal said and moved aside so she could leave the penthouse. He quickly shut the door behind her and locked it then picked his discarded clothes up and entered his room, throwing them on the bed. He'd sort them later. Right now he had to get back to Max Evans.
"Evans...let me give you the bedknobs and broomsticks 101." He said and sat back on the bed again. Max was already still near the window.
"What's bedknobs and broomsticks? Isn't that a kid's film?". He asked, these days everyone who thought X rated would use words connected with children like lollipop to mean something dirty. Max was so shocked when a slut approached him to ask him if she could lick his lollipop to which he assumed she wanted him to go the candy store across the town and have one but then why would she ask him for something like that. Lollipops were only five cents. Then Micheal told him what it meant. Max had never been so embaressed in his whole life.
"Bedknobs..well in our world, they mean the knobs on your bed. Basically a notch on your belt. Who you've bedded." Micheal explained. "And broomsticks..no is not that...broomsticks is cleaning up the mess of the one night stands. Like brooming the bitch off fast."
"What the hell has this got to do with me?". Max asked, still not quite getting the picture.
"You bed a woman and brush her off fast." Micheal said. "Don't let her be hanging around or she's gunna become a golddigger. Say if Liz wanted to..you know bed you and you guys did it...then you need to forget her the next day otherwise she's gunna use you for her advantage and the next thing you'll know is you're a used up product and ending up in the trash."
"Liz isn't like that." Max protested tightly. "And no, I'm not going to treat her like dirt." He said stubbornly. "You may bedknobs your girls and broomstick them off fast but I'm am not doing that to Liz at all. Ever." Max said in a serious tone. "Don't you ever think it either. "He warned.
"Max..I'm not saying Liz is a whore..all I'm saying..if this does happen...if she only wants a good fuck then you gotta use the bedknobs and broomstick method before it's too late. Love can kill. Trust me. Women are like glass, they're fragile but can cut you if you break them."
"So I don't supposed brushing them off with a broomstick is gunna break them and cut you in the process?". Max asked in sarcasm, trying to prove Micheal's theory wrong.
"That's why we have the broomstick. To sweep the broken glass away." Micheal corrected him making sure Max would understand.
"Oh..I can't hear anymore of this!." Max sighed, putting a hand to his forehead in frustration. He opposed Micheal's views on women. His mother taught him better then that and this was why Max treated women with respect. His mother was a big influence on his life. "I'm going to make me some breakfast." He said, quickly excusing himself.
Meanwhile outside the penthouse, Stella walked out the doors and made her way out. She wore a leather jacket over her see through short dress. Kyle and Alex were on their way back from shopping for food supplies from a food store nearby and were loading the bags in the back of Kyle's car until they caught a sight of the red streak haired blonde strutting outside where Max's penthouse suite was.
"Shit man..this dude's been fucking even after meeting Liz. What an ass." Kyle whispered to Alex.
"Let's get some proof to show Liz what a bastard Max is." Alex said, taking out his camera phone. "This will show Liz who she's really dealing with. Liz had been becoming soft on Max and they clearly saw that. They feared she might get her heart broken and as her best friends, they wanted to save her from the hearbreak before it was too late. They knew Liz was the kind of girl who wanted a fairytale romance and spending a lot of time with Max Evans might delude her into thinking he was the one and when that time arrives when she finds out that she was just another notch on his belt...she'd sink deeply into depression. Kyle and Alex wasn't going to let that happen to Liz.
"Right." Kyle said and shut the boot of the car and both guys walked upto the unsuspecting Stella. "Hey girl, you been with Max Evans all night?". Kyle asked and Alex decided to film their conversation in his phone.
Stella was wide eyed. This was her opportunity to get famous. Be one of Max Evans' playgirls. She ran her hand across her hair and tried to make herself look better for the camera if this was going to be on the internet and shared worldwide. "Yeah..Max Evans is soo good in bed. We have have three rounds of sex last night." She lied, enjoying the attention already. "He's so big.." She cooed causing both Kyle and Alex to gag.
"Urghh too graphic." Kyle made a distorted face and was about to be sick.
"He truly gives the best sex." Stella continued. "Max Evans is soo hot."
"What's your name?". Alex asked her so he could have extra proof.
"I'm Stella, I'm twenty four and I work as a dancer at some club." She introduced. "The side street."
"Thank you, that'll be all." Alex said, stopping the recording and saving it on his phone.
"Will that be on youtube?". Stella asked.
"That'll be on youtube and every website we can get out hands on." Kyle corrected. "Come on man. Let's go now." He said and jumped into his car. Alex shortly followed noticing papparazi head their way and circle viciously around Stella. They were always hanging around like vultures, Alex thought when he made his way in Kyle's car and Kyle drove off leaving Stella to deal with the media alone.
They couldn't wait to show Liz that little clip.
