My name is Edson Padilla, but most people call me Eddy. I’m 25 years old and live in Phoenix, AZ. I stand tall at 6’2 and a pretty heavy 220 pounds. I have an above average build (since I work out and work in an auto shop putting/removing heavy pieces of metal all day); dazzling bluish grey eyes, short jet black hair, and single. I’ve always tried to get into a steady relationship, but I usually end up getting an “I don’t think this is going to work out” or a “We should be friends instead”. I eventually grew tired of hearing this so I just stopped dating. Instead, me and a couple of friends usually hook up on Fridays to a bar to get some drinks. My friends always walk out of every bar with one or two ladies and usually horny. Unlike me I don’t have one night stands just go home drunk as hell and fall asleep. Since I don’t date anymore I don’t believe in love. Unlike most people where love leads them into having sex with each other, have kids, and then they get married. Then what? No one knows, well not me anyways. I kept believing this until one particular day when I had to baby-sit my brother’s daughter for a couple days. Heres what happened.

It was a very dull and boring Saturday morning. I had recently woken up with hangover from drinking the previous day.