Bs main badal gya tha ab to roj main raat hone ka wait karta or ab to Gita ne bhi apna door lock karna band kar diya tha 4-5 din aisa hi chalta rha.Gi...a ab mere saath beth kar shaam ko padhai bhi kr leti thi khaskar english or aaj-kal to Gita lahnga blouse hi pahnti thi jisme wo sach me kyamat lagti thi jiske karan mujhe raat ko suwidha ho gai thi ab mujhe salwar ka naada kholne ki jarurat nahi padti thi ek din ki baat h jab maine Gita ko sahlana shuru kiya or lahnga utha kar uski panty par. But, you know, it ain't a sex thing, really. When I'm deep inside, all the way up a queer's hole, it's like I'm on top of the world. Hey, if I can use a guy like he was a women, then what does that make me? Superman, right? I fuck him I own him. Right? Right?" Right. You've got him over a barrel." Over a barrel. Good way to put it... over a barrel. Yeah, man, it's all about power. Raw, naked power."You might wonder why anybody would hang out with a certified asshole like Biff. He isn't my kind. ..nothing. Dead as roadkill. He began to get angry with her and was basically blaming this little hottie for his inability to get it up. He jumped off the bed, threw her clothes at her and gave her a not-so-gentle shove, then he left, slamming the door behind him.She re-dresses, heads out and I sneak out not long after.I found her in the throws of the party, alone, upset and down. She got up and went outside and I followed. I approached her and asked what was wrong. She gave me the 'oh nothing'. This was something I did occasionally but not as a regular thing. My first track was to see if she had any feeling about my friends but no, that was a dead end. When I started on the drunken theme, suddenly her hips picked up the pace and she pushed herself hard against me. This was it, somehow the heroine being drunk was the key, I didn't know why at the time but I decided to exploit it as much as possible. I looked on the 'net' and found lots of story sites, some dealing with sexual.