The groom's side was predominantly Irish, with pale skin and red hair the lot of them. No, this girl, she'd come with someone, but for the life of me ... couldn't figure out who.She didn't seem to be with anyone, not so I could tell. She moved around the party like a butterfly, emerald green and floating above the ground. I asked one of my brothers, already half-tanked and he laughed at my questions. I found one of my sisters and she claimed not to know the girl, but with a teasing smirk I'd come. “I would either have to slowly untie it from your shoulder or ... what I would really like to do is just rip it to shreds without using my hands at all before we get into the bed together.”Now both were revved up and ready for a stimulating conversation.Thirty minutes later, both were sweating profusely, and both were breathing rapid gasps of breath from their auditory encounter. Julie was quietly giggling to herself because she was debating whether or not she should change the sheets or just. So I got dressed and headed down to the club which was just down the road from where I lived. Luckily, there was no closed events going on that night, so I got in without any issues.I got in and was having a fairly normal night, catching a drink here and there and even dancing a bit to some of the songs – some because good ones were rare – but then I saw something that disconcerted me somewhat. A man dragged a blonde girl somewhat roughly towards the back of the club. I got a feeling in the pit. “Let me show you why you should be fucking thanking me.” Brandon said menacingly. “Roll the bitch over so she can watch what I fucking do to her.” Kyle and Miko rolled Amy onto her back. Brandon immediately punched Amy in her bright red pussy, once again. Miko quickly tossed Brandon Kyle's belt and he secured one of Amy's legs to the pool table. He took off his belt and forced Amy's leg down, before securing that one to the pool table. Kyle raised Amy's head up so she could see. Brandon.