The looks from Simon were well worth the effort it took for Jake to get up the nerve to show off his Tae Kwon Do moves. He thought it would be fun to teach the guy some moves.

“Dude, if she’s slapping you instead of letting you feel her up, it’s her loss!”, Jake soothed Simon’s hurt feelings. Picking up a smooth stone, Jake rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger as he confessed, “I met Emilie in the art room a few days ago, man.” He looked up at Simon through his thick, blond lashes, “Ummmm…I tried to be friendly to her and…well…she hates my fuckin’ guts”, he shrugged, “I don’t know what happened!”

“If I’m buying?”, Jake repeated, with a huge grin, “Dude, my father’s a billionaire. If I’m not buying, I’m a dickhead!”