We parked by the grocery store, and then I started walking across the lot toward Lowes. As I walked, I noticed a woman who resembled Breanna walking t...ward me. Jesus, I thought, now I’m hallucinating the bitch. But as she got closer, she smiled as if she recognized me. Holy shit, it really was her. This time she was wearing the same kind of stretchy tank top as before, except it was blue. Her tits were as amazing as I remembered.“How come you always wear shirts like that?” I asked as we got. She threw open the bedroom door, her bare feet slapping on the hardwood as she rushed toward the basement, guided by the constant flash of lightning. She turned on the stairway light and pulled the door shut behind her before running down the stairs. As soon as she reached the bottom, a confused sounding groan burned through the sleep fog and panic. “Huh? What?” Megan gasped and looked down, finally remembering her boarder. She was standing at the bottom of the stairs in a thin summer nightgown. She pushed me back and said “wait u ll get what u want ” . She smiled sexily n asked me to sit on the bed , it was so soft that it was so bouncing , a perfect place I thought would be to lose my virginity . At the same time , I was a bit nervous and sweating a bit which she noticed and smiled , teasing me saying , if it was my first time , which I admitted and gave her the condom pocket , she then laughed loud and asked me if I didn’t wanna know how a women’s pussy would be in real . I was. I unbuttoned the top button on my dress shirt and then took down a bottle of imported Russian vodka and a martini shaker. I poured a triple shot of the vodka in, added some ice and some vermouth, and then began shaking. As I was straining my concoction it into a martini glass Meghan walked over to watch."Breaking out the big guns tonight, huh?" she asked."You know it," I replied, opening the small refrigerator and pulling out a jar of green olives. I used my finger to swipe one out and dropped.