With a few quick taps of her fingers, Erin had changed the name Damien to Colin, a completely random name, which she hoped would yield good results.
From the cafe, the dark, roguish figure of Damien changed to someone very different. Instead of black hair, he had dirty blonde curls, which flopped over thick-rimmed glasses. Through them, his green eyes stared daggers into the back of Tina's head. His figure was laughable in comparison to Damien, whose large, muscular body allowed such a stare to feel menacing. Colin's figure, however, was closer to a beanpole, or a bundle of sticks loosely tied together and shoved under ill-fitting, nerdy clothing. His hands balled into fists and he marched over to Tina.
"Tina!" he shrieked, with an awkwardly pitchy voice. "Who was that you were talking to?"
Trish and Sindy fell quiet, backing away at the look of pure shock on Tina's face. She recovered quickly.
"Colin, baby!" Tina spun around to face him, masking her surprise with an easy smile. She draped her arms over his thin shoulders. "I didn't know you were here today!"
"I could see that. Like I could see you sucking that guy's dick!" He glared. "You never suck my dick."
Tina gave her best apologetic pout. "But I thought you loved me doing butt stuff with you?"
"Because that's all you ever want to do!" A look came across his face as if he realized something. "I'm just your boy toy, aren't I?"
"Colly, it's nothing like that-"
"Shut up! Stop lying to me, Tina. You just dated me so you could take what you wanted and keep dating your boyfriend.
Tina sighed and ran a hand through her dark brown hair. "Look, Colin, I'm sorry! And if you wanna be the top next time, I'll be your good little girl."
"It's not about that, Tina! I would be fine if you just told me that our relationship was just about sex. But I put time and effort in, I spent money on you, I got emotionally invested in us. Are you saying that all of that was just a ruse? Were you just using me then, too?"
Tina could only stammer a response.
In the wings, Erin was thoroughly enjoying herself. Not only had Tina become the cheating slut Erin knew she was, but she'd somehow gotten so caught up in fake sex lives that her carefully spun web of lies was now catching her like a fly. She couldn't help but grin. Watching Tina's life implode was just as satisfying as she'd hoped. But, her revenge fantasy wasn't done yet. She could go so much further. Clicking the button, she once again generated a sentence.
Tina's nerdy, submissive boyfriend is having a shouting match with her in the middle of the mall.