Supporting Kinusaki Heartwarming Tales of Friendship

Description: The first time I met her, I could tell she was going to be a problem. She was one of those girls who seemed to have that certain something that made her stand out from the rest. That something was the way she carried herself like she owned everything and no one could tell her what to do. But when it came time for me to approach her, I was nervous as hell. After all, what girl would go for a scrawny, nerdy guy like me? So I made a bet with myself that if she rejected me, I'd never speak to her again. It seemed like a fair deal, right? But the moment I saw those perfect tits jiggling as she walked down the hallway, my heart skipped a beat. Her pheromones were practically oozing out of her pores. I had to have her. And I did. She may have been a total bitch but damn, was she hot. From that day on, our relationship was complicated. On the surface, she acted like she despised me and everything I stood for. But deep down inside, there was a connection between us. We were both outsiders looking in at the world around us, never really belonging to anything or anyone. And it wasn't long before we were spending every waking moment together. We shared meals, laughed until our stomach hurt, and even had some mind-blowing sex. But as time went on, things began to change. She started demanding more money from me, demanding better clothes, better cars, better everything. I was becoming a slave to her whims, and I hated it. But I couldn't stand to lose her. So I continued to give in, hoping that someday she would see the error of her ways. Then one day, things came to a head. She found out about my side projects, my other jobs, everything I was doing to make ends meet. And she blew up. 'You call yourself a lover? You can't even feed me! You're so cheap!', she screamed. 'That's right, you're a worthless bitch who can't even keep herself clean!' And that was when the real torture began.