”My brain jumped a few clicks; “Hey, what ever happened to that Jean Jax video you were going to get me a copy of. I’m still very interested.”...rita mumbled, “I’d hoped you’d forgotten, but wait and I’ll put it on the big screen TV.”She shimmied and shook around the room and bookshelves in her nudity for a little, and suddenly up the TV came a very young looking Brita in a red wig that looked as though it was her real hair. She was hot. The scene was a small downtown area bus stop, obviously. Her eyes bore into mine as if she was trying to imprint her next words onto my brain. ‘If you need any help, come straight to me, or your family. I know you haven’t seen much of them after your mom and grandparents passed, but they would still bend over backwards for you.’ –~~– Something started to nag at me after my disturbing chat with my neighbor. The morning started off well, continuing the relaxed sex charged atmosphere from the night before. In the afternoon, alone in the eerie stillness. Play nice gets worse each time you don'tStranger: I lick your ass as tears flow freely from my eyesYou: deeper cunt, get your long slutty tongue into my assYou: taste me,You: i reach down and remove the pliers, the sudden rush of blood back into your clit makes yoy gaspYou: i force myself back into your mouth and roughly face fuck you for a few minutesYou: you can barely catch a breathStranger: I don't resist as you fuck my mouth I am to happy about u removing the pliersStranger: I still suck. " Okay, you may open your eyes now, Stevie."I opened my eyes quickly looking at Betty, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. I couldn't hide my disappointment. What was the big secret all about? She looked just as she did before, except she had a big shit-eaten grin on her face and she was looking in my lap.I glanced down. Oh God! On top of the book in my lap, was a pair of silken pink panties. Could it be? I looked back up at Betty, as the blood drained from my face. She stuck out her pink.