Sometimes I fucking hate my friends. My throat is as dry as a bone, my stomach is in knots, my head is pounding and for the moment, I harbour an unus...al hatred for sunshine. I have to drag myself out of bed just to make it to the bathroom for an aspirin, a glass of water and a hot shower. My headache fades quickly enough and the shower washes away my nausea, but the weakness is still there. I need three cups of tea before the caffeine kicks in hard enough to get me to work. Shit, I still have. "Well now you know why, I feel guilty for ignoring him," I said with asmile.Then the strangest thing happened. Jenny ran out to the kitchen andthrew up in the sink, well mostly in the sink. I cleaned her up in ourbathroom, put her to bed then cleaned downstairs. When I joined her inbed she was still awake but had turned her back towards my side. As itwas Saturday the next day I left her carefully as she was asleep, butI'd only poured my first coffee when she joined me in the kitchen."What. Stacey, having heard the team talking about roasting her next, was starting to shake as she backed away slowly from James, the teams quarterback. Still on stage, while Stacey was backing away, James jumped at her trying to grab her as she turned quickly to run and triped over the Jessica 3000 still covered in Jessicas blood. Now covered in blood Stacey jumped to her feet and took off running, only to be caught by one of Jamess team mates, who grabbed both arms, while forcefully walking her. He asked me to take out the rubbish bins and make sure the gates were locked. As I headed out the back I heard Sue coming done the stairs. I ducked into the laundry until she went into the kitchen and then snuck back to the door to see what was happening.Sue was wearing a long t-shirt and I could tell she had no panties on. She walked up behind dad and gave him a hug as well as giving his cock a squeeze before sitting at the table. I was holding the stone and hoping they wouldn't see me. Sue.