A natural pretty, not the fake, silicone Playboy centerfold pretty.” “Gee, thanks, that makes me feel better.” Her voice was dripping with sarca...m. “I’m serious Erin. A lot of guys prefer a natural pretty to slutty pretty. You’re the type of girl guys want to be with, not just fuck and leave.” She looked up at me, almost tentatively. “What about you? What type of girl do you want to be with?” “Cute and naturally pretty. Someone sweet who I can talk to. I want a relationship, not just a. I rubbed my face, using the palms of my hands against my eyelids, cheeks, forehead hoping that when I opened my eyes I’d be clear of any possible delusion. The thighs were still there. ‘Now I’m hearing voices and seeing things,’ I muttered softly. I let my eyes trail upwards. A skinny waist. Broad chest covered by white T-shirt under a big, loose red flannel over shirt. I looked up at the face and did a double take. I blinked. It was like my brain was one of those FBI facial recognition. Remembering the poppers in my pocket, I take them out, and take a big whiff. Then I offer him some. Now we were really in heaven.He grabbed my thong and pulled it down so forcefully that I didn’t even feel it come off. He began to work his lips all over my rapidly growing cock. God he was amazing. The scruff on his face tickled me as he played with my cock head. Soon, he took my entire cock right down to the base in his mouth. He worked his tongue up and down the shaft, licking my head whenever. You, you,you.... spiteful little weasel. How dare you do this? Fuck how couldyou do it. Don?t you have any fucking compassion??I didn?t respond and if anything it seemed to make her angrier. ?Well Ihope you are happy. You have destroyed Lauren and Josh?s careers. Theyare fucked. Jesus I thought you loved Lauren. I never would havebelieved you were capable of something this low.? She was fuming.Alecia was leaning over my desk. Tears were flowing down her cheeks.?Why Kelli? Just tell me why? Do.