As much as I wanted to stare at her tits, I knew that she would notice me and get angry. She was looking for her bikini top, which I saw on a reclinin... chair in the living room. I stepped into the living room and picked up the skimpy bikini top. If I gave it to her, it would grant me a little more time to admire her tits and she wouldn’t be as angry. I walked to the doorway of the bedroom when she had her back to me.“Looking for this?” I asked as I held up the bikini top with it wrapped around. " Are you just trying to play on my emotions?" Allison screamed at him.Meanwhile the girls were in silence. This was weird.Brad tried to calm her down. "I delayed the procedure. Chillax." Chillax," Allison repeated. "Did you just tell me to chillax?" I can't even talk to you anymore," Brad said with his voice rising."You're such a queen." Brad rolled his eyes and turned away."A queen? Now I'm a drama queen," Allison challenged. Brad turned backto face her."I'm sorry Allison," Brad tried. He walked away for a second to return and joined me on the floor. He grabbed my feet then placed my ankles against something hard, taping my wide as he could against this hard object. Thought it kinda felt like my broom handle. Once my ankles were taped wide he laid me on my back then placed pillows under my ups so they were up high making it easier for him to go deeper inside me. After he had me all adjusted the way he wanted me I felt fingers being pushed into my opening while his mouth. "I'm sorry."A bright light flashes and everything in your shabby room - bed, clothes, desk, computers, everything - was thrown to the walls while you were held in place by a strong hand on your shoulder."Who - Who are you," you gasp, staring at the young man smiling down at you. "What's going on?!" Easy now, John," he said in a soothing, deep voice that instantly set you at ease and held your attention to every word. "I am here because you are to be tested. You may yet redeem yourself in the.