The video was playing "Madame Whiplash II" starring you-know-who while she had one hand in Timothy's pants, grasping his penis by its roots."J... J......J..." attempted Timothy, looking embarrassed."Rape!" said Julia's mother."N... !" said Timothy, looking terrified."I said, 'Rape!'" asserted the fleshly echo of the video screen Julia snorted. "You can't rape a philosophy tutor," she said. "Besides he's on top!"Her mother looked pained. "He," she said, "tried to rape me!" N... N... N...". My mouth went dry as I stared at the thumbnail image. I was drunk, sure, but even so I was positive that the picture was of Bella. My Bella, Bella Larson, my best friend's little sister.She wasn't so little anymore, a fact I discovered after downloading the linked video. When it started to play I felt the monster begin to stir.In the video Bella was sitting on a small wooden chair and the smile on her face was betrayed by the obvious sadness in her bright blue eyes. I stared at the video in. After a few moments, I looked at him and he was smiling. Hi again. Im Jake. Hey, Im Leah. We lay there, glistening with sweat and getting to know each other. I felt oddly comfortable around him, in a way Ive never felt with any man before. He held me as we talked about anything and everything that came to mind. A while later, he turned on some music and gave me an evil little smile. I knew he was ready for round two. I had been ready for a while. I gave his shoulder a shove and he rolled on his. As we walked home we held hands chatting, we stopped on a few occasions to kiss I felt Joanne’s arse by Christ it was gorgeous nicely shaped she was wearing some very skimpy knickers, Joanne took my hand leading me down a small ally leaning me against the wall, we started to kiss my hands fondled both tit’s at the same time I was as hard as a rock and Joanne could feel it, she slowly unzipped my trousers reaching in and pulling out my cock, rubbing it slowly as she did, I undone her top and.