But just as her emotions began to take shape in more coherent thoughts, she felt another dulling wave of drowsiness washing over her.She leaned back, ...nd took a deep breath. Her head rested on the cushy pillow. She watched her boyfriend’s brother tossing her underwear away before standing back up to undress. She could vaguely recall the prior chat. About hooking him up with someone. Maybe ... she had volunteered? Perhaps she had agreed to help him out in a more direct way.In her drugged state,. " I whispered into her cunt, knowing she couldn’t understand me, not caring if she did. It was something I needed to say, whether she acknowledged it or not."Oh, fuck." She repeated, slumping in the chair, this time sounding suddenly desperate. I recalled our past games, a wicked idea blossoming. With my hands beneath her thighs, I guided her until her cute little rosebud was at the edge of the chair. Pushing at her skirt until she was completely exposed, I devoured her pulsing cunt while. Then he told me he wanted me to live with him, full time. He laid five hundred dollars on the table and told me it would be my weekly allowance if I would live with him and take care of him. “You’ve seen him, Chris, he’s good looking and full of muscle… he doesn’t need anybody to take care of him. But I kept looking at the money; I told him I would think about it if Dad and Linda said okay.“Then he asked me again, ‘You didn’t answer me, Hunny, how old?’“When I told him 28, he told me it was the. After a while her phone goes off.I hear mumblings from the other end and manage to piece together a bit of what's going on. Her mates have had a fall out and two of them have no where to stay. She hangs up and looks over to me with her puppy eyes and asks if her friends can stop the night. She's a bit of a tom-boy so she always hung around with lads more than girls. I agree after some back and forth.Later the two guys have arrived. The awkward feeling fills the room as we all sit crammed on the.