After about twenty minutes or so, Brook knocked at my door."Can I come in a minute, Steven?" Brooke usually calls me Junior because she knows it pisse... me off. When she wants something, its Steven.After exiting from the porn site, I yelled back, "Yeah, what do you want?"Brooke walked in kinda sheepishly. I know mom made her come in and ask me to take her, but I didn't let on."Did mom tell you about the tryouts?"Yeah, she told me. She said that she has to work and dad's away, and you're up a. I wasn't prepared for her to reveal something on that level. But it spoke to how open we were being with each other. I had opened a can of something by getting involved with her sexually.She turned red. "It's sick, huh?"I shook my head. "No, no...I just can't believe you said that. I don't know what to say." I know it's gross." She stepped into the shower. "You don't have to do it. But we could just do it in here and then shower right after. I can have the shower running while we do it if you. Carefully, knowing she was breaking orders, she crept back to see what was going on. Growling she saw that the ISIS soldiers had someone hung by their arms between 2 poles.Creeping closer she took stock of everything she had on her. A 9 millimeter half loaded, 5 frag grenades, several of her throwing knifes and her combat knife. Still creeping forward she heard the guards bragging about the capture of the man. Trying to calm herself as she had been taught, she crept closer still, and slit the. Placing it under my legs, he stood up. I clung to his neck as he carried me to the bed, our bed. Brad put me on the mattress, covering my body with his. We kissed, touched, and then we made love. I felt sated, warm, and content as Brad and I cuddled after our slow lovemaking. I wanted to say something, but couldn't find words to convey my jumbled feelings. Brad held me tightly, stroking my back.When I woke up, Brad slept soundly next to me. I sat up and gazed down at his form. Once.