This morning is abuzz; there are people running around with plates, a woman shining forks, some guy moving chairs. Then there are people with flowers; there are people helping the people with the flowers...it chaos......It is a fucking mess......Alexa's birthday party has got me stressed......In two days, my princess is getting engaged to Karlo Castaneda......And we don't know how to get rid of him...yet...I know how I would love to...But ya...I will either find my ass in jail or down at the bottom of the riverbed......But let us forget about that...That perky ass has been running up and down past me this whole morning, and every time she does fuck! I get hard. But wait...the little minx is not even wearing panties, and she conveniently forgot to wear that pink bra she was so eagerly sporting the other day....The girl is driving me crazy...We have not been together since at my place...some ass slapping here and there...

...Don't give up on Trinity?......Ya...About that......It is time to stick my fucking ego in my sock. This is how it is supposed to work...Protecting the Stones is what I do. It is what I am best at, and let's not forget it is what I get paid for. But it is not just that; I made a promise, and I am a man who keeps them. I will be damned if I sit back and let some asshole like Karlo do what I am supposed to do....Fück that shit......My decision has been made..."Yeah, there is no fucking way I am letting her leave with Karlo.""I was hoping you would say that."...Ya...Alexa seems pleased...I do not know who is smiling the most..."So who is the lucky ass that is going to tell Vic and Karlo?""I will take Karlo; you go and convince Vic."...Here comes shit......But fuck! I am smiling...So I am finding myself taking the longest walk of my life. And as I pass each drug smuggler, every

What is going on here?...Now, let me think......Fuck......Well, not completely fück...But ya, Castaneda, your fiance had me in a way that you can only dream of. Now, did he catch us in the act? The real question is, do I really care?...No...fuck that..."You would love to know what happened?""I am warning you, Cruz, if your grabby little paws just as much as touch her...""Why, Castaneda? What are you going to do about it?""I shall see to it that you will never use them again.""Then your grabby paws should have been cut off a very long time ago.""You are just sour that I am bigger than you.""That is not what your mother said."...Ya...take that bitch...But it only remains funny to me and, of course, Trinity that cannot contain her laughter. But then Mr. Mucho steps two steps closer to me. I watch as Trinity wants to step in, but she backs off, for she knows that I am not

So I am finding myself in front of Vic’s door. I came here with the great intention to tell him that Castaneda is an asshole. But for the life of me, I cannot get myself to enter.Ya…I have grown somewhat shit scared. If he does not beat me to death, he will cut the parts off that pleasures his daughter.Fuck.Why did I go and bang the boss’s daughter?Talk about complicating things for myself. Not only can I kiss my ass away, but my company will now surely fail. Here I thought that Trinity was my downfall, but it seems to be me.I cannot do this. Fuck. I need to getaway.So I make my way somewhat defeated even before I tried back to the kitchen, where I find Alexa standing and baking that doughy shit again. But as I am just about to make my exit in the attempt to run away, she calls me back.“Colton, I saw you there. Don’t think you are getting away so easily.”’“Hey, Alexa, whe

I believe that we are who we choose to be. Nobody is going to give you anything. You have got to go out and fight for it. Nobody knows what you want, expect you, and nobody will be as sorry as you if you don't get it. Nobody has the power to shatter your dreams but you. So do I believe that I should give up on my dream?That is the shit that kept running through my mind last night as I tried everything in my power not to think of Trinity.I have fought with every part of my being to get what I want. It takes a lot for me to give up. I can't just give up because of one thing that happened. I will keep on fighting and fighting until I have nothing left in me, and giving up is the only option left.That is the second load of shit that came to my mind. She was officially haunting not only me but my dreams as well. And to make things even somewhat worse is the fact that she has not, for once, stopped fucking phoning.Yes, the desire to pick up again was still th