It was only ten dollars. Was he really serious? I shivered, realizing I was officially soaked to the bone from standing in the rain. I didn’t want to stay with him tonight, but I didn’t want to go to my dorm room and spend the rest of the night with my odd-ass roommate or see my mother again so soon. Besides, Peter always had great food. Was I using him? Why yes, I fucking was. If he could use me for sex, I figured it was fair I could use him for food. Besides, it had been a couple of days since I’d gotten any. Since returning from our camping trip, I’d been ignoring Peter, but I could use a good orgasm. Well, the word ‘good’ set too high of a bar for Peter’s skill in the bedroom, but it was better than using my fingers.

“Alright, let’s go,” I said and followed him to his parking spot.

I really needed to get rid of this guy. He didn’t bother to ask how I was or offer me his jacket, and my blouse was completely see-through. Of course, he proceeded to tell me every aspect of his day in painstaking detail and mentioned just how chilly it was. I looked back at my car, wondering if an orgasm and a hot meal was really worth this hassle.

Chapter 5

CAIN

It had cost me a pretty penny to get a hold of this information. I hadn’t much to go on, just a partial plate, make, model, and color of vehicle, so it was more expensive than normal. But I needed to get my hands on the name of the Mercedes owner. The only issue was the information given was still a list of ten vehicles. I was currently sitting outside the home of number four. Stalking my prey wasn’t an issue for me. In fact, I enjoyed the process, but I didn’t like wasting my time. So far, I’d wasted my time.

The sun was beginning to rise, so I figured I’d get myself some breakfast at the diner around the corner. The couple that owned the one I liked to frequent would be perfect character witnesses if ever the need should arise. I’d been going into the same location and eating the same trucker’s breakfast with a side of waffles for seven years, three months, and two days.

It was important to keep track of information like that. At a young age, I learned that information was power, and power yielded what you wanted. I’d also made sure to be nice to the owners and leave a generous tip.