He remembered. Then he asked, "Did Nora suck your dick?" And suddenly I got really nervous and said, "No, of course not." He asked me if I was sure, w...ich was really fucking weird, because if I were the guy, I think I'd remember. He asked me if I saw the blowjob and I said no. I said that I had heard some girl blew a guy in the basement in front of the guests, but I had missed it.Now apparently, the guy whose dick Nora had sucked was also named James, so he was looking for every James who went. He even suggested that I change my major. I told him I’d thought about changing it to women’s and gender studies, but he said we didn’t need me turning into a lesbian. So I switched from engineering to English instead.Honestly, my life had never been better. I was getting straight A’s, I was in the best shape of my life, and my social life had never been more active. But none of that mattered to me, because all I wanted was ten inches of Dave splitting my slutty ass open.One night, he came home. “If she wants to be a whore then I’m going to treat her like one.”In that moment, I saw something inside of my friend snap and it turned him from a loving doting father to a lust filled maniacal heartless beast. He reached in the shower and twisted his fingers into Callie’s hair, drug her from my lap and onto the bathroom floor.She squealed and her eyes fluttered when her back met the cold tile.Then he fell upon her and began brutally fucking her simi-conscious body until his nuts tightened and. With tremblingfingers, he pulled the panties up his smooth legs. He had kept shavingthem despite misgivings as after a few days, the stiff bristles woulditch to the point of distraction. The new hair growth would also snag onthe lining of his slacks.He had no trouble hooking the bra behind his back after having to do itso many times last month. With his lingerie on, he stepped into hischarcoal slacks. The feeling of the champagne colored lining going uphis legs sent a thrill of pleasure racing.