Everybody's Bitch
By A.J. Brown
Heather from 'Break' tries to help a guy having problems with his girlfriend

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Celeste was perfect and Howie really loved her. He was 30-years-old while
Celeste was 28 and they had been dating for close to a year. He had a lot of
friends that still liked to party which was why he didn't hang out with them
much anymore. They loved to go out and get rowdy and drink while he preferred
to spend time with his beautiful girlfriend.

She was pretty, sweet, easy to get along with, and a lot of fun too. The two
always had plenty to talk about and they always found fun different things to
do together. They would go hiking, to different restaurants, and wine tours
and no matter what they did they just enjoyed each other's company.

Since Howie still had so many single friends he wasn't really thinking about
marriage yet and he didn't see any need to rush that, though he was certain
she would be his bride someday. They were living together since they both had
to renew their apartment leases about a month earlier and they figured that
was a good time to move in.

He was happy when he found Celeste had a new friend at work that she'd hang
out with from time to time, he really was. He had been losing touch with his
friends and she normally just did whatever he did so they only people they
normally hung out with other than their families were each other.

Celeste's new friend was named Liz and Celeste must have liked her a lot
because she always talked about her and how funny she was. They'd go out for
happy hour once every couple of weeks and she always seemed in a better mood
when she came home from hanging out with Liz.

"I'm going to happy hour with Liz today" Celeste said one Friday morning when
she was on her way out the door to go to work. Normally it was every couple of
weeks that they went out but they had just gone out for happy hour on
Wednesday.

"Again?" he said and he couldn't help but be a bit annoyed about it because
normally the two of them always hung out on Fridays.

"Yeah, Liz wants to show me this place that has a great Friday happy hour,"
Celeste said. "It's not just us actually, a bunch of us from work are going."
Howie figured this would be a good opportunity to meet his girlfriend's new
friend.

"Mind if I join?" he said a bit annoyed that she didn't offer.

"If course you can!" she said in a way that made him feel silly. "Jeez, you
don't even have to ask, of course you can. I just know you think some of my
coworkers are kind of dorky so I didn't even think you'd want to join us. But
definitely, that would be awesome. It will be cool that you can meet Liz too."

It was true that Howie thought most of her coworkers were dorky and he really
didn't like hanging out with them. He was a former soccer college player and
the Celeste worked at some sort of computer place with a lot of tech geeks
there. Celeste was a tech geek too but she was so sweet and pretty that no guy
would have minded that about her.

So he showed up at the happy hour and Celeste was very happy when he did. She
put her arm around him immediately, gave him a kiss, and then got him involved
with all of her coworkers talking. They were dorky but they were nice people
and talking to them made him feel bad that he thought of them as dorks.

"Hey girl!" a girl then said.

He could tell just by the look on Celeste's face that the girl was Liz since
he had only seen Celeste get that happy when she had seen her family and him.
The two immediately hugged each other. Liz was dressed quite casually and not
very girly at all. She had on a hooded sweatshirt, a pair of jeans, and a pair
of tennis sneakers on.

She had brown hair that was not too long and not too short. She wore a pair of
glasses that were kind of thick and a pointy nose. Her mouth made it look like
she had braces on for some reason even though she didn't. Howie was a pretty
tall guy at 6'1 and Liz was pretty tall too standing probably close to 5'9.
She didn't have much of an ass at all and she looked rather thin although the
hooded sweatshirt made it hard to tell. She looked to be a maybe a year or two
younger than Celeste.

"Liz, what's up!" Celeste said as she gave Liz a big hug and even though it
did make Howie a bit jealous to see firsthand that he really was going to have
to share her attention with someone else now, it did make him happy to see her
happy. Celeste kept her arm around Liz's shoulder as she looked at Howie.

"Liz, this is my boyfriend Howie" Celeste said like she was really happy for
the two to meet.

"Nice to meet you" Howie said and he held out his hand for her to shake.

"Hey," Liz said and she very dismissively just grabbed the ends of his fingers
and then looked right back at Celeste like she was the only one she was
interested in talking to. "So girl, let me tell you what happened ... "

She kept talking to Celeste but it was loud at the bar and Howie didn't really
care what she was talking about anyway if she was going to be rude like that.
He was too busy thinking about how annoyed he was. It wasn't the first time
something like that had happened as him and Celeste came across plenty of rude
people in their days.

But it was normally the kind of thing that the two of them would have a good
chuckle about. Sure, normally Celeste would have kept talking to the person
but not before she looked at Howie and the two shared a smile about how rude
the person had been. But she didn't even do that this time. She listened
intently to whatever it was Liz was saying and she didn't even seem to notice
Howie was there at that moment.

Since Celeste was no longer paying attention to Howie and he didn't know
anyone else there well enough to strike up conversation with them, he just
drank his beer and observed the two girls. What he observed was rather
interesting. Not only did Liz seem extremely happy to talk to Celeste but she
was being very touchy-feely with her.

He watched her pat Celeste's inner thigh and it seemed like she was doing it
every minute. Not only did Liz laugh at everything close to a joke that
Celeste made but she'd put her arm around her tightly after as well. She kept
taking selfies of the two of them and making sure to push her cheek right
against Celeste's every time she did.

The coworkers were starting to clear out but Celeste and Liz were still
chatting and they looked like they could keep going all night. It was really
starting to get on Howie's nerves - he liked to see his girlfriend having fun
but she hadn't paid really any attention to him from the time that Liz had
walked up to her. He walked up to her and decided it was time to interrupt
their discussion.

"Wanna get going, hun?" he said to Celeste who looked at her and Liz gave him
a brief almost dirty look and then looked back at Celeste.

"Oh wow," Celeste said and she looked at the clock on her cell phone. "Yeah,
time flies. Let's get going. Liz, be safe getting home, OK?"

"Text me when you get home girl!" Liz said as they hugged and Howie couldn't
help but roll his eyes. When the two girls stopped hugging, Liz just walked
away without even saying goodbye to Howie. Celeste looked at him and he
prepared to share a smirk with Celeste because of Liz's rudeness but Celeste
acted like it was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Ready?" she said.

The two talked a little bit in the parking lot as they walked into the car but
the once they got in the car together and Howie started driving, Celeste's
text message chimed and she immediately pulled out her phone. She started
giggling as she texted back and it wasn't hard for Howie to figure out who she
was texting.

"Ha-ha," Celeste laughed out loud as she pressed the 'send' button on her
phone. "Liz is awesome, isn't she?"

"Yeah," Howie said since there really wasn't any benefit to him saying
anything else. "You too seem to get along well, that's cool. You notice she
was a little extra friendly though?"

"Oh I know, I saw that she was kind of rude to you," Celeste said and she
grabbed his bicep which always made him feel good when she did. "I'm sorry.
She can be shy at first but once you get to know her, she's awesome."

"No, I wasn't being sarcastic," he said. "Just wondering if you realized she
touched you, A LOT."

"Oh I know," she said and now she was talking with the tone and looking at him
the way she did when they were both amused at someone's rude behavior. "But
yeah, of course she's going to do that."

"What do you mean?" he said with curiosity in his voice like he wasn't
expecting to like the answer that he heard.

"Well, she is a lesbian," Celeste said. "Couldn't you tell?"

He could feel the anger shooting through his blood. It would have been nice if
she had told him that. Spending that much time with a lesbian was the same as
her spending all of that time with another guy as far as he was concerned.
Especially with all of the touching she had been doing.

"OK," he said really trying to stay calm as he spoke to her. "You don't think
that's a problem? You know, she was touching you and everything."

"Oh Howie, cut it out," she said raising her voice a bit but she was still
smiling and just acting surprised but not mad about it. "Are you serious right
now? I thought we could find that funny." She did make a good point.

"So if I were hanging out with another girl that much and she was touching me
that much it wouldn't bother you?" he said.

"No, it wouldn't at all," she said. "And that's different anyway. I'm not gay
- if I was hanging out with a guy I could see your point but I think you
should know by now that I don't have any interest in girls so it's quite a bit
different."

"Well I hope you wouldn't be interested in anyone but me either way, guy or
girl" he said as he pulled into their driveway.

"No, of course not," she said knowing that he had a point. "Look, I'm sorry -
I didn't pay any attention to you tonight and that was rude of me. Let's good
inside and let me make it up to you."

She gave him her sweet smile that he couldn't resist. Whenever she smiled at
him like that it just made everything with the world seem better and he forgot
about everything else. She took his hand and her hand felt so soft - he loved
her touch. They kissed and went inside.

And she did a great job making the night up to him like she told him she
would. She didn't blow him often but when she did she did an excellent job and
she did it great then. It led to some great sex with the two of them but the
best part was when they were done and he felt her head resting on his chest as
they fell asleep.

It was good temporarily for Howie making him forget about it and feel silly
for making an issue but after a few days when Celeste started talking about
Liz again and hanging out with her it was starting to get on his nerves. She
talked about her so much and it didn't seem like she enjoyed spending time
with her more than Howie but it seemed pretty close and he was a little hurt
by that.

He didn't complain about it as the same kind of thing continued over the next
couple of weeks but he did bring it up rather jokingly a couple of times but
also said it in a way where she would be clear he was a bit annoyed. She got
the hint a little bit and even though she talked about Liz less she was still
hanging out with her once every week, sometimes twice.

"So you want to go the concert at the park this Saturday?" Celeste said to
Howie one Wednesday morning after hanging out with Liz the night before.

"Want me to go with you and Liz?" he said with some sarcasm and she laughed.

"I know, I know," she said and she patted his shoulder with her touch that he
loved. "I've been spending more time with you than her lately and it that just
hit me this morning. We need to spend some time with just the two of us. They
were actually talking about it at work yesterday - Liz was saying how she's
been to this concert in the past and she doesn't like it. She won't even be
there. I figured that would be a perfect time for me and you to hang out with
just the two of us since we haven't done that in a few weeks."

"Yeah that would he great" he said and he was really glad to hear her say
that.

"I'm sorry I haven't been paying attention to you as much lately," she said
sweetly and sincerely as she looked him right in the eyes with those pretty
eyes of hers, stretched her arms out, and put her forearms on his shoulders.
"It's just been so long since I've had just a friend, other than you or my
family. I got kind of caught up with it all. But this weekend is going to be
all you and me."

They kissed and it feel so sweet. It made him feel bad about being annoyed and
about the sarcastic remarks he made. He was happy that Celeste found a friend
and shouldn't have worried about it. Even if he did think Liz was a bit rude
to him, as long as Celeste liked her, that was what mattered. And he
definitely thought it was silly that he worried about Liz being a lesbian.
Celeste wasn't gay so she wasn't going to have any feelings like that. Still,
he was happy to reassurance from her and looked forward to going to the
concert.

It was a beautiful Saturday when they were at the concert and just a perfect
day for the two of them to be out. They were out in the sun, drinking beer,
and enjoying the music. They were there for maybe a half hour enjoying each
other's company before they were approached by someone else.

"Hey girl!" the person said.

Howie couldn't believe it - it was Liz. She was specifically not supposed to
be there. Celeste definitely looked surprised as well so he didn't think that
she had known anything about Liz showing up. Liz had on a very short
short-sleeved shirt, a short pair of jean shorts that showed off her long,
skinny, pale legs, a pair of white socks on, with a pair of Converse shoes.

"Hey, what's up Liz," Celeste said as Liz gave her a very tight hug and it
looked like she was making an effort to push her boobs into her chest as much
as possible. "You ended up coming after all? Guess you don't hate this concert
that much."

"Well I hated it when I went in the past," Liz said and she kept her hand
tightly on Celeste's shoulder even after they stopped hugging. "But then I
heard you were coming and that was enough to sell me."

"Did you come with anyone?" Celeste said and Howie was pleased to see that she
didn't seem too pleased.

"Nope, just me!" she said and Howie couldn't believe it.

"You remember Howie, right?" Celeste said as her best chance at an
introduction. Liz looked at him and it looked for a second like she might
actually be polite this time.

"Yeah, yeah," she said with a smile but dismissively and then she went right
back to looking at Celeste. "So girl, you are not going to believe what
happened to me last night."

Howie started to listen to the story but it was some stupid story about some
crazy girl she was talking to online and it was too dumb for him to even pay
attention to anymore. He was too annoyed to listen to her anyway. This was
supposed to be his and Celeste's day and Liz was butting right in. As he
watched Liz chew off Celeste's ear some more he could feel his annoyance
turning to anger.

"Anyway girl, it looks like you need another beer," she said as she put her
fingers on the bottom of Celeste's cup and didn't worry about the fact that
Howie's was completely empty. "I'll be right back with one for each of us,
OK?"

She then smacked Celeste on the ass three times and started to walk away. That
was when Howie lost it. He walked right over to Liz and shoved her hard enough
where it should have knocked her over - she lost her balance but didn't fall.
She turned around and gave Howie a look like she couldn't believe he did that.

Howie didn't care what Liz thought but he definitely didn't want Celeste to be
upset so he immediately looked at her to see her reaction. She didn't say
anything but he knew her well enough to know exactly what she was thinking
based on the look on her face - she wasn't pleased that he did it but she
understood exactly why he did so she was going to let him do what he had to
do.

Before he could turn around and look back at Liz he felt her punch him right
in the chest. It wasn't hard enough where it hurt a lot but it was definitely
hard enough to make him really lose his cool. He took a swing at her and
missed and then took a swing right at her face that she moved out of the way
of.

She then very quickly kicked him right in the center of his kneecap with a
perfectly aimed shot right with the center of the toe of the Converse's she
had on. The shot was so painful that it immediately sent him to the ground on
one knee in pain. The pain in his knee hurt but what really bothered him was
that Celeste and anyone else that happened be watching saw Liz take him down.

He tried to get up but that pain in his knee was way too much and he couldn't
even come close to getting up. Liz wasted no time moving in closer and
wrapping one arm around in his neck in a headlock. She used her free hand to
punch him in the face. It didn't hurt that much but enough to really fuel his
anger.

He pulled on her arm and once he started trying to pull he felt even more pain
in his knee. Her arm was also stronger than he expected it to be and he
couldn't even come close to freeing himself from the headlock. She punched him
in the face again and that one hurt a lot more. He struggled some more and she
punched him in the nose. She punched his nose again and it hurt enough to make
him start to cry.

So there he was crying on his knees while Liz held him in a headlock in front
of his girlfriend. He could not wait to get out of it and beat the shit out of
her. He kept trying as hard as he could to get out of the headlock with no
luck and she punched him a couple of more times.

He then felt her roughly get pulled off of him and he felt a very strong guy
grab him from behind and pull him away as well. He was still crying and there
was no way that this fight could get broken up without him beating Liz up. But
that guard that had him was extremely strong and he couldn't even come close
to getting free from his grasp.

He watched Liz getting roughly pulled away and as he tried harder to fight and
realized that this might end without him getting his revenge that really made
him cry. He was borderline bawling as the guard pulled him towards the exit he
noticed that quite the crowd had gathered around to watch while he was in the
headlock. There had to be at least fifty people that had seen Liz punch him
all of those times and make him cry. The guards threw them out at right around
the same time and they were about twenty feet from each other.

"You are so dead!" he said and he ran at Liz who looked plenty ready to fight
some more but the guard came and stood between the two of them as they got
close.

"You really want more?" Liz said with her chest out not looking afraid of his
aggression at all.

"Hey!" the guard said as he stiff-armed Howie and Liz didn't get close enough
for him to do it to her. "You two, knock it off! Do you have a car here?" He
pointed to Liz.

"Yeah" she said and she grabbed her keys ready to walk away as the victor of
the fight.

"Go home, now!" the guard said and he pointed her. "You need to be off the
premises immediately!"

"You're so fucking dead the next time I see you!" Howie yelled, still crying,
and Liz just smirked and turned her back to him.

"You got a vehicle here?" the guard said to Howie angrily.

"What the fuck do I have to leave for?" Howie said, still crying.

"You fight, you leave!" the guard said sounding like he had no patience.

"She started the fucking fight"! Howie said even more upset. "She smacked my
girlfriend's ass."

"Well I wouldn't start a fight over that again because you got your ass kicked
and now you have to leave the grounds for fighting," he said. "Now you need to
leave or you're going to spend the night in jail. Do you have a vehicle here
or not?"

"She didn't kick my ass, did you see that cheap shot she took on my knee?"
Howie argued and hearing someone say that Liz kicked his ass really stung.

"Sir, do you have a vehicle here or not?" the guard said sounding like he was
out of patience.

"Yeah but my girlfriend has my keys" Howie said as he looked around to see
that Celeste had yet to follow him outside.

"What's her name?" the guard said. "I'll go inside and find her." The last
thing Howie wanted was that guy walking around inside looking for her and
drawing any more attention to what had happened.

"Fuck it," Howie said as he wiped his eyes. "I'll get a cab."

"Cabs are right over there sir," the guard said pointing where the cabs were
with one finger and still keeping his other hand between Howie and the
entrance to the concert. "You better go get right in one in leave because if I
see you outside here or trying to get back in I will have you sent to jail."

The guard gave Howie one more look like he wasn't messing around and Howie
just turned around and left. Celeste was still nowhere to be seen but that was
fine. He was still crying a bit and needed some time before he saw her again.
He was way too humiliated to see her right away.

He got in the cab and there was a bar that he liked to go too when he was
stressed out. There was a bartender, Dave, that worked there that was a great
listener and was always a good person for him to spill his troubles on even
though he rarely offered advice or anything. That was exactly where he needed
to go. As the cab drove him there he got a text message from Celeste.

"where r u?" it said.

"cab" he wrote back.

"what? u just left me??"

"kicked out, wouldn't let me back in or anything"

"u just going home? if you had text me i would have come out and drove u!!"

"the guard just wanted me out. wouldnt let me do anything. just enjoy the
show. im going to go to the bar dave works at"

"ill come meet u there. ill be there soon" He just wanted to be alone for a
bit and didn't want that.

"no! please, enjoy the show. no reason u should have to miss it because of ur
bitch friend. please, please, ill just c u after k?"

"ok fine, be safe"

She normally knew when he wanted her to back off and would. He got let out by
the cab driver in front of the bar and since it was only 4 o'clock on a
Saturday afternoon he was hoping that it would just be Dave and no other
customers. He wanted to blow off all of his steam and he didn't want anyone
else to hear the story. He wasn't crying anymore but he was certain that his
eyes were bloodshot and that it was still clear that he had been crying. He
tried to wipe them off as much as he could.

When he walked in the bar he saw that Dave was working and the only other
person that was in there was a girl that looked to be in her late twenties,
sitting there on her iPhone. Celeste was pretty but this girl was hot. Seeing
a girl like that sitting alone at Howie's favorite bar almost made him wish
she was single.

The girl had long brown hair that was straight and looked very well taken care
of. She had a pretty face and looked very confident in herself. She wore a
black short sleeved shirt, khaki pants, and shoes that showed off most of her
feet. Her arms looked fit, her legs and ass looked amazing, and even he feet
which were well taken care of looked sexy. She looked to be about Celeste's
age.

"Hey Howie" Dave said and he got him a Miller Lite like he always ordered when
he went there.

"What's up" Howie said and he said it with a tone like he was moping so Dave
would ask him to tell the story. He had a seat five stools down from the hot
girl hoping that would be far enough so she couldn't hear what he was talking
about. She seemed really involved with her phone anyway.

"Not at the concert?" Dave said. "Bar today is dead because of that thing.
Should be packed here after though."

"I just got kicked out of there" Howie said and then he took a big swig of his
beer.

"Damn, how come?" Dave said.

So Howie started from the beginning. Told him how Celeste found a new friend,
told him how rude she was when they met, and told him how she showed up at the
concert when she wasn't supposed to be there. He was trying to not speak to
loudly so the hot girl couldn't hear him but once he started talking about how
Liz smacked Celeste's ass he couldn't help but start to talk louder.

"So I just push her out of the way and she fucking punches me in the chest!"
Howie said. "I swung at her a couple of times but she moved out of the way
knowing I would have knocked her out. Then she takes a cheap shot right at my
knee and I fucking fall down."

Howie continued to tell the story after that as it happened but tried to make
it clear that he thought that Liz only had him in the headlock since she had
gotten lucky. He told about how the fight got broken up and he even included
how he was crying since he knew Dave well enough to know that he wouldn't bust
his balls about it.

"I'm just so fucking pissed," Howie said. "That bitch is so lucky that got
broken up when it did."

"So you wanted to fight her more even when you got outside?" Dave said.

"Yeah!" Howie said back aggressively. "Celeste saw me getting pulled away
crying. You know how humiliating it was to have that happen in front of my
girlfriend? I gotta go find that chick and fight her again with Celeste there
to redeem myself."

"Don't do it, babe," the hot girl suddenly spoke up and said. "She will beat
you up."

Apparently she had been listening to his story and listening well. He liked
that she called him 'babe' but he didn't like the rest of what she said.
Normally when he vented to someone else he was looking for them to tell him
what he was already thinking and just confirm it.

That was what happened in that situation only the truth hurt. As much as he
wanted to act like he didn't lose that fight, he lost. He missed on two
punches and Liz had beaten him fair and square. If he went and fought her
again she would beat him up again. The hot girl knew that just from listening
to his story.

"You want to take this one, Heather?" Dave said and he stepped away like he
didn't want to spend any more time hearing about how Howie had gotten beaten
up by a girl.

"I'm on it, babe," Heather said to Dave and she moved a couple of seats down
so she was sitting next to Howie. "Get this guy here another drink and I'll
take another rum and coke too."

"Thanks Heather," he said as Dave got them their drinks and then made his way
to the other end of the bar to play on his phone. "I'm Howie."

"Sorry for eavesdropping but I heard how upset you sounded and I couldn't help
but listen," she said. "That really sucks that happened. Are you OK?"

'Are you OK?' was what she asked. The guards that broke up the fight didn't
ask him that. Dave didn't ask him that. He thought about it and realized that
Celeste didn't ask him that. Heather was the first person to actually show him
any concern. He could feel himself tear up just a little because of that and
it made him feel comfortable opening up to this stranger a bit about how he
was feeling.

"Yeah, I'm good," he said. "I mean I'm not hurt or anything. It's so
embarrassing, though. I can't believe I got beat up in front of my girlfriend.
I haven't even seen her yet since it happened. You think she's going to think
less of me now?"

"I know I wouldn't think less of you," she said. "What you did was really
sweet. You tried to stick up for your girl and you got your ass kicked but
you're an awesome boyfriend for not putting up with it when she grabbed her
like that. If you were my boyfriend I would be taking very good care of you
right now if you know what I mean."

Heather was very caring but her choice of words really hit home what happened
and made him feel like a pussy. 'You got your ass kicked.' It wasn't how he
liked to think about it even though he supposed that was exactly what
happened. He did like what she said about taking care of him. Maybe Celeste
would do that for him later out of pity. Although looking at Heather he
wouldn't \have minded getting that from her.

"Yeah hopefully my girlfriend does the same," he said. "She still is probably
going to hang out with this girl still though which sucks. They are like best
buds."

"Just be careful around her," Heather said. "I don't want you to get hurt and
end up eating out of a straw."

It was such strong words she used - 'eating out of a straw'. He didn't want to
even think about that. He didn't think it was something Liz was capable of but
it was still a disturbing thing to think about. He stayed cool.

"Nah, she's not that tough," he said. "I'm not worried about that."

"Sounds like she's a lot tougher than you," Heather said. "Who knows what
would have happened if no one was there to break it up. Please don't be around
her if you're in public." Heather was really starting to make him worry.

"Say I do run into her again and she wants to fight," he said and now it was
pretty much assumed that they both knew she could beat him up. "What should I
do?"

"Just tell her that you don't want any trouble and that you don't want to
fight" she said.

He took a swig of his drink and so did she. They were silent for a bit and
Heather picked up her phone to respond to a text message she had. Howie
checked his phone - no further messages from Celeste and she still hadn't
asked if he was OK. Heather was showing far more concern.

"You think she's fucking your girlfriend?" Heather said. He certainly didn't
want to hear that.

"What??" he said.

"I thought I heard you say she's gay."

"She is," he said with a laugh. "My girlfriend isn't though."

"Trust me sweetie," she said. "All girls got a lot of lesbian in them. It just
depends if the right girl can bring it out of them. This girl has way more
interest in your girlfriend than being friends. She's been working on her for
her for this whole time now. If they haven't fucked yet, now your girlfriend
just saw her beat your ass and make you cry. If that girl wants to move in on
your girlfriend she's got a real good shot now."

At first Howie liked Heather trying to comfort him but the more she spoke the
more he wished that she had minded her own business and just let him vent to
Dave. She was upsetting him so much with everything that she said - and the
fact that it made a lot of sense was what made it the most upsetting.

"I thought you said if it were you that you'd take care of me" he said.

"That's me, babe," she said. "Not all girls are like me. I don't know your
girlfriend so I can't say what she thinks or how she's going to react. A good
test will be when you see her next. Hopefully she'll be real comforting to
you. If she's not that could be a problem especially if she's acting distant.
Just keep an eye on it, sweetie, that's all I'm saying."

"Thank you very much" he said and although she made him worried he thought she
gave good advice. He supposed it was good to hear from a female point of view
as opposed to Dave's.

"No problem," she said. "I gotta get going. I'm going to give you my number.
If you ever need to talk about this give me a call or text me, ok? I'm a
little worried so if I can help just let me know. Don't hesitate to call."

She gave him her number and patted him on the leg as she did. They then hugged
each other and they said their goodbyes. He figured he should go home. He got
the information that he needed. Getting home before Celeste did was probably a
good idea too since he didn't know how long she'd actually stay there by
herself. He felt like kind of a jerk for just leaving her there and not making
an attempt to leave with her. When the cab drove him up in front of their
apartment he saw Celeste's car there.

"You're home already?" he said when he walked inside and saw her comfortably
on the couch like she had been there for a while.

"Um, yeah," she said and he couldn't tell if she was being playful or if she
was annoyed or both. "I wasn't going to stay there by myself."

"Yeah, sorry about that," he said as he moved towards her hoping that she
would go hug him or something, but she didn't. "The guards just got both of us
out of there immediately. Now you know why I wasn't a huge fan of Liz, though.
I knew there was something weird about her. Sorry you had to find out that
way."

"OK you're not seriously blaming her for that, are you?" Celeste said and now
there was no doubt it his mind that she was annoyed, very annoyed.

"She smacked your butt!" he said raising his voice and he could feel the
argument quickly escalating. "Of course I'm going to blame her for that!"

"I've seen your guy friends do that to you a couple of times," she said which
was true and he tried to process if he thought she had a good point or not.
"And I didn't go attacking them over it."

"They're not gay!" he said getting even louder.

"Howie, would you cut it out with that shit??" she yelled back with the most
powerful yell he had ever heard from her in an argument. "I don't care if
she's gay, she's still my friend and there's no reason she can't do the same
things your friends do."

"Are you serious right now?" he said, still with a raised voice. "You're still
calling her your friend? What the fuck? How can you still hang out with her
after that? Am I supposed to just forget about that next time I see her?"

"I'm not going to stop hanging out with her just because you started a fight
with her for no reason and she beat you up," she said and he really hating
hearing those words or words like that. "You two are just going to have to
find a way to get along or at least deal with each other."

"How am I supposed to deal with her?" he said. "After that."

"Well you're right, that is going to be a problem," she said. "At least for a
while. You really should just stay away from her for a while."

"Why, what are you talking about?" he said.

"She's not happy," Celeste said. "She was going easy on you in that fight but
she said next time she won't."

"Oh please, give me a break" he said defensively.

"Howie, she totally had you trapped in that headlock," she said. "She only hit
you a couple of times. She was telling me how she could have pounded on you
until she knocked you out. She said she only didn't because she didn't want to
upset me too much but that next time she's going to hurt you for real if you
start anything. And based on how you two can't get along, we better not take
that chance."

"She got lucky on that damn knee kick and it got broken up before I had a
chance to get out of it ... " he was going to say more but she interrupted
him.

"She has two older brothers she used to fight with all of the time!" Celeste
said loudly. "She grew up fighting with them and she's taken a few years of
karate too. She's been in fights before. You haven't. She was at a bar once
and some guy wouldn't leave her alone even after she told him she was gay.
When he kept bugging she finally caved and beat the shit out of him.
Rearranged his face and broke a couple of his ribs. He ended up in the
hospital. The only reason the guy didn't press charges was because he was so
embarrassed that he got beat up by a girl that he didn't want to bring any
attention to it. And she said he was bigger than you are. You've never been in
a real fight and you know it. So be smart, and just stay away from her for a
bit!"

The whole thing was getting very frightening for Howie. He thought about
everything Heather was saying - talking about how she would beat him up if
they fought again and the stuff about how he'd end up eating out of a straw.
It was making way more sense than he wanted it to. He wanted to deny it - he
tried to deny it.

"Put a guy in a hospital," he said like it was ridiculous. "You really believe
that? You going to believe everything she tells you? How do you know that's
true?"

"I don't," she said. "I don't for sure anyway. But she seemed to believe it
when I was talking to her on the phone and I don't see any benefit in her
lying about it. And after seeing her kick your ass earlier I don't think you
should be taking any chances. This isn't the time to be a tough guy, Howie.
She's my friend but you better just not worry about her for a while."

He was very upset and he couldn't believe that his girlfriend felt this close
to this person that she had to act like she was defending her and taking her
side. But he also knew when he wasn't going to win a battle. He supposed he
could just avoid Liz and do something else when Celeste hung out with her. He
just hoped that didn't happen too often.

What he really wanted at that point was some of that attention from Celeste
that Heather had said she would have given him. He was done being angry at
Celeste but he was still upset about what Liz did to him. He really needed the
comfort so he sat next to Celeste on the couch and tried to cuddle up with
her. He couldn't believe it when she started to back away.

"No," she said and she wouldn't even look at him. "Not right now, OK?"

"What?" he said and he tried to keep his cool but it was tough. "Why, what's
wrong?"

"I'm just not in the mood now, OK?" she said. "I just want to be alone for a
bit."

"Why do you want to be alone?" he said and he could tell he was giving her a
hard time but he didn't care. "You aren't the one who got kicked out of there
today."

"Howie, you started a fight with my coworker and then I had to sit there and
watch you fight her, OK?" she said, really snapping at him. "I know you're
upset that Liz beat you up but it was upsetting for me too. Now PLEASE ... I'd
just like to be alone for a bit."

He was not used to her being that stern with him. Normally if he showed her
affection he could always get her to cave. He thought that his new attitude
was something she got from Liz somehow. But he didn't know how to combat it.
He just stood up and went to their bedroom to leave her alone.

He lay in bed staring at the ceiling and thinking about what Heather had said.
How she talked about how Celeste behaved when he got home and how that would
be telling. Heather's words really stung at that point - 'You think she's
fucking your girlfriend?' Heather seemed to think that was possible - he sure
hoped she was wrong.

She came into bed and they said good night. She didn't seem like she was angry
with him anymore but she didn't seem affectionate either. She turned the other
way in bed and didn't shoo him away or anything when he cuddled up with her
but she didn't reciprocate. She was doing exactly what Heather was worried
about. He hoped that it went away soon.

He didn't feel any better about the way things were going as the days passed.
Celeste was being friendly with him and all but something just wasn't right.
She was hanging out with Liz just as much, possibly more. She didn't talk
about her to him but she seemed to text her more often. This was the girl that
said she was going to beat him up if she saw him again. This was who she was
spending a lot of time with.

They were still having dinner together, having sex, and doing all of the basic
things. She didn't seem into any of it really, but they were still doing it.
He felt like they had lost a connection and it was really bothering him. He
thought about how Heather told him how seeing him get beat up might have made
Celeste think less of him and get curious about Liz. It really seemed like
that was happening. All of those times they were hanging out - was Celeste
having sex with her? Could she really be doing that?

It had been a while since he had hung out with any of his friends. One day one
of his buddies invited him to go our drinking with some of them the upcoming
Friday. Howie planned on making a night out of it. He would probably crash
somewhere else and not even come home. He'd see how Celeste liked that. See
how she liked it if he just took off doing stuff with his friends on the
weekend.

"Sure, no problem," she said when he told her. "I'll go hang out with Liz or
something."

With Liz. Of course she was going to hang out with Liz. It seemed like that
was all she wanted to do anymore. Heck, maybe if he got drunk enough he'd call
Heather up and see if she wanted to meet him out. He still had her number. If
Celeste could have friends that liked girls why couldn't he have friends that
liked guys? Whatever happened Celeste wouldn't have to know about, just like
he didn't know what Celeste and Liz were doing when they hung out.

So Friday night came. He got in his car and was all pimped out ready to go out
and hit the town for the first time in a long time. He saw Heather's number in
his phone. He sent her a message just to say hi and see if she was going out
later. He got a text back immediately and he was excited at how quickly she
responded - but then he saw the text was from Celeste.

"going out with liz for a bit ... .shell prolly just crash here later to make
it easier"

He could feel his blood boiling. The night had just begun and she was already
planning on having Liz back at their place? It was too obvious - the two were
fucking each other. He wasn't going out that night. He was going to give her a
surprise. He parked around the corner, waited for Celeste to leave, then went
back inside. He got a text message shortly after he went back inside - it was
from Heather.

"hey babe" it said.

They text back and forth a bit before he quickly jumped in to telling her what
was going on. He said he really needed someone to talk to. She said she'd meet
him out at the same bar but he had another plan up his sleeve. He told her
that he wasn't sure where Celeste and Liz were going to be and that he was
upset and wanted to talk in private. He got very excited when she agreed to
meet him at his and Celeste's apartment.

He let her in when she got there and looking at her made him quickly forget
about any problems he was having with Celeste. She looked hotter than she did
the last time he saw her. Her hair was straight and looked great. She had
perfume on that smelled awesome. She wore a cream colored dress that was so
tight on her that it made her boobs, ass, and legs look amazing.

Once she got inside, she kicked off her shoes. Once again, her feet even
looked incredibly sexy. He had never seen feet that turned him on as much as
hers did. The skin on them was so smooth and her toes were perfectly taken
care of. She was sexy and beautiful literally from head to toe.

He got himself a beer but all she wanted was a cranberry juice. He told her
what was going on and she listened. She was very compassionate although she
was certain that Celeste and Liz were definitely having sex with each other.
She sounded like she knew exactly what she was talking about and she had him
convinced too.

After talking about that for a while she just started talking about herself a
lot. Normally Howie would have found that obnoxious but she was just so cool
that it was fun to listen to. She had some interesting stories too, mainly
about some of the dates she had been on. It made him wish he had got out and
dated more before starting to settle down with Celeste. But it also made him
feel like he had a good chance with her as well - and he was becoming more and
more interested in that.

He saw headlights outside the window and he checked the time. The time had
flown by and Heather had been there a couple of hours. He walked over to the
window and saw two cars pulling up. One was Celeste's and he saw Liz get out
of the other. They still had a walkway to walk up and they had a few flights
of stairs to get to before they got inside. But once they did things were
about to get very interesting.

"They're here," he said to Heather. "Both of them."

"Good thing you stayed home, babe" Heather said.

He looked at her. He loved it when she called him babe. She was playing on her
phone and he looked at how sexy she looked. She was sitting up with her right
foot underneath her left leg. The way she was sitting her right calf looked
sexy as anything, as did the sole of her right foot that was looking right at
him. She was so much hotter than Celeste. He had no problem making a move. She
sat right next to Heather, put his arm around her and went in for the kiss.

"Whoa," she said and she quickly moved her face away from him before he could
get a kiss. "What are you doing?"

"You're not interested?" he said trying to get some pity with his tone.

"I am babe," she said. "But you're just trying to make your girlfriend jealous
right now. Makes me feel like a little bit of a ho. Let's just see what
happens with this first, OK?"

Celeste and Liz had to be in the building right now. It would have felt so
good to make Celeste feel stupid for messing around with some lesbian if she
saw him hooking up with Heather. He liked Heather anyway but at that moment
revenge was the first thing on his mind. He knew better than to be any more
forceful with Heather so he gave her a sad look like he really could use the
favor.

"Please" he said.

"Alright, tell you what," she said and he got excited. "Rub my feet."

"What?" he said.

"I LOVE having my feet rubbed," she said. "Kissed and sucked is even better
but whatever you want. If she walks in and sees you rubbing my feet that's
going to really make her blow. She'll totally feel stupid for neglecting you
if she sees that. Just do it babe, trust me."

He didn't have much time to make a decision. He could hear Celeste and Liz
outside talking. They were getting closer. He looked at Heather again - she
had been right about everything else so she probably was about this too. He
got on his knees and Heather quickly stretched her legs out on the couch.

She stretched her feet right out and they were so incredibly sexy. He had
never rubbed Celeste's feet before but they didn't look good like Heather's.
That would have to piss her off. He reached out, grabbed her soft feet, and
started rubbing them like it was the most important he could be doing. Heather
leaned back and relaxed and the front door opened. Celeste and Liz were still
talking to each other before they both looked at what was going on, on the
couch.

"What ... the ... .heck?" Celeste said right after she closed the door and
looked at her boyfriend rubbing Heather's bare feet with great attention to
them.

"See, what did I tell you?" Liz said. "I told you he could get tempted by
another girl just as easily as you could. No need to have me sleep on the
couch."

"Well I guess you can't sleep on the couch tonight," Celeste said. "Looks like
Howie and this little ho here, whoever she is, have it occupied. Looks like
you will be sleeping in the bed with me tonight."

"We're going to do a lot more than sleep," Liz said and she smacked Celeste's
ass hard. "I'm going to show you just how good us lesbians can eat pussy. Way
better than a man ever could. Dick is going to be the last thing on your mind
when I'm done with you. You've been holding out on me for weeks now. Hope now
you realize that there's no problem with you hooking up with me because your
guy here would do the same thing to you. Hope you're comfortable."

"Oh, I'm very comfortable," Celeste said. "He can rub that ho's feet all he
wants if that makes him happy. Whatever. Come on."

Howie expected them to trash talk some more thinking they were just trying to
get under his skin. But he finally turned around to see Celeste take Liz's
hand and lead her into the bedroom. Neither girl even bothered to look at him
to rub it in or anything. They were both just interested in each other. He
looked back at Heather like he was angry at her for the way it went down. She
looked way too comfortable and he wanted someone to share what he was feeling.

"She just called you a ho," he said to her trying to rile her up. "You hear
that?"

"I don't give a shit what she says," Heather said. "Just keep rubbing my feet,
you're fucking good at this."

It was the last thing he wanted to do and what he really wanted to do was go
throw Liz out of the apartment and patch things up with Celeste. Just bring
things back to the way they were before the day Liz beat him up. But if he did
that Liz would probably beat him up again and it seemed like Celeste was truly
more interested in her anyway. He didn't know what else to do so he went back
to rubbing Heather's feet. She actually started to moan a bit.

"Oh fuck yeah, Liz!" he heard Celeste yelling from the bedroom. "Holy shit!
That is amazing. Keep it up ... fuck yeah!!!" Celeste certainly had never
reacted like that when he was having sex with her. He looked at Heather again
thinking she might have the answer.

"Suck my feet," she said to him quietly. "Do it."

Feeling helpless about the situation and just wanting to keep someone on his
side, he sat up a bit and put his mouth right over her foot. He started
sucking it and he listened to her start to moan more. He looked up at her with
his eyes while he still sucked her foot - she had lifted her dress up, pulled
her underwear down and she was fingering herself.

"Oh yeah!" Heather then yelled. "Fuck yeah!" Suck my feet good, babe!"

"YEAH!" Celeste yelled even louder from the bedroom.

"I'm just getting started!" he then heard Liz yell. "You can take care of me
when I'm done with you!"

He then heard some pounding in the bedroom and it sounded like both girls in
there were pounding on the bed with their fists. Celeste continued to moan and
yell as did Heather. And he knew Liz was enjoying herself in there. As he
sucked on Heather's foot he thought about the situation he was in. His girl
was in their bed getting eaten out with someone else, someone else was in his
bed servicing his girlfriend, and he was on his knees sucking on some girl's
bare foot. He was everybody's bitch.

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