I was too depressed and angry to even try to leave. She really did a number on me... I called her and no answer. Texted no answer. But She should know...I know where she lives. I drove to her house and knocked on the front door to her little sister, Allison. A exact replica of Brooke, but with blonde hair, and two years younger. "Hey Andy, what did you need? Brooke is in her room you want me to get her?" "Yeah, that would be great, infact, I'll just go to her room, ok?" "Ok." I. The funny thing was, while she didn’t have the same exact thought, she was thinking something similar. If they were interested and wanted to, then maybe… ‘Okay… If y’all really want to, then I need to know a few things,’ Megan said in a low and slow tone. When neither girl said they were or were not agreeing to anything, she took that as a sign that they were serious. ‘First, don’t expect anything serious. For now, its just this once until you talk to him about it. Any problems with that?’ No. I hadn't realised at the time, but I finally got it figured that those eyes were actually trying to say to me, "Hey arsehole, get your grubby little mitt's off of my best mate; she can do a lot better than the likes of you!"Now I wouldn't like for anyone to get the idea that Sadie was ever openly hostile towards me. Quite the opposite actually, sometime she would be too damned friendly! Like all devious people, Sadie apparently welcomed the news that Katrina and I were dating with open arms. It. . . The note of concern obvious in her voice. Youll be fine Heather, I promise. Look, Ill take it real slow and easy, and if it gets too uncomfortable for you, Ill stop, ok? Heather cupped his face in her hands and stared directly into his eyes. You promise youll stop? I promise, he replied. Jason resumed slowly pumping his cock in and out of her warm, wet pussy. He grinned broadly and kissed her lips. Besides, if I cant fuck your ass, I can always stick my dick in your pussy and get you.