We mostly talked about our lives. After some time, I made her a cup of tea and opened up the sweet and chips to have them.As we were done. She said th...t she’ll wash the trays and the cups. As she went towards the kitchen, I was seeing her twerking ass and thought to bed with her. As I was making a plan, she asked me what was I thinking. I said nothing and was looking for a way to fuck her.When she finished her chores, she came back and started telling me about her boyfriend who has left her. I. I was sleeping next to her as there was only one bed in the flat. So obviously, neither of us was going to sleep on the sofa.It was was 2:00 am and pitch black night. My sleep broke. My sister was sleeping at this time. I searched for my phone but couldn’t find it. I went to the washroom and suddenly heard a knock at the washroom door.“Quick, come out. I need to use the washroom.”WTF man! Well, I was not actually using it for sh*t, I was masturbating as I had a late night boner.“Okay okay, I am. Karen: ?I need sex and I need it now! Fuck me!?Jack and Terri looked up at her and chuckled to themselves.Terri: ?Jack said you were marinating in your own juices. I guess he was right.?Karen observed Terri detangle herself from Jack and stand up. She then slid off pants and panties, sat back down and spread her legs. Without waiting to hear a command, Karen knelt down and began licking Terri?s snatch. With the two women occupied, Jack stood up and retrieved a video camera sitting on a tripod. Like my feelings for Linda in the first grade, I identified with Karen. Her sudden change, however, has thrown me into a depression. I cannot rely on her resonant voice anymore, so soft and soothing. I cannot rely on her bewildering looks, her appearances which change as a result of her drive to reduce her weight. She has always been beautiful to me. When I met her on the first day of admittance I immediately knew who she was. Her voice stung my ears and prompted me to compose melodies to pay.