”“Don't worry about it, Ben. I'm sorry to crash your game. I was just bored.”“You can come over any time you want.”“Thanks, Ben. You're a ...weet guy.” I replied, kissing his cheek.“Maybe... uh... maybe we can work something out about the apartment? Maybe... tomorrow?“OK, we'll see. Text me.” I answered as I walked away.“Bye!” he said.I looked back and caught him watching my ass.*****I arrived home just as I received a text from Brad. I was surprised it took him a whole twenty minutes. I let him. “This is only just the beginning, you little tramp. By the time I’m done with you, both your cherries will be poppy and it’s very likely you’ll be knocked up. Oh don’t look so shocked – you’re just getting what you’ve had coming a long, long time. Your stepmother and I pledged at the same sorority, so when she and Mother Superior told me about how much trouble you’re always causing, I knew it was time to for you to taste your own medicine!”With that, she nodded at the two burly men and left the. We went back to that place three times.Late in that afternoon she called me and asked me to come to her home and list it for sale.They had plenty of dough so the sale of the new house did not depend on selling the old one first.I arrived on time and was greeted at the front door and shown into the lounge.She asked would I like a coffee and as I had not had lunch I said I would love that.When after about 10 minutes she had not returned I went to look for her.It was a large house and finally. He knew that she wanted it to be over.Johnson continued to chow on popcorn, spilling kernels down his front and doubtlessly into the poor creature’s hair. But now his eyes were closed and his ridiculous 10-gallon hat rocked back and forth, backlit by the faint light from the theater lobby. ‘Yes… oh yes…’ it nodded. King cringed and sneered at this scene, but his fly was already open and he dug into his trousers for his thickened meat. It came out hot into his hand. Seconds later, Johnson’s palm.