His friends were often jealous of his ability to attract women, as he would often brag about his exploits to them the day after they would go clubbing...on a Friday night. Bragging about his conquests, and making other men jealous of his sexual prowess, made Brad realize he deeply enjoyed the fact he was sexually superior to other men.(Author's Idea of what Brad looks like)Brad wanted very badly to sleep with another man’s wife, make her his girlfriend, and to get her pregnant, preferably several. ‘Come here Adele’ he says lightly to me, ‘come and have a taste, I want you to come and eat Janie’ I raise my eyebrow, what a peculiar man. I walk over to him and stroke the side of his face before slowly trailing my fingers down his chest and hooking them into his pocket. ‘Money first, old man’ I say calmly. ‘ahh Adele’ he says with a twinkle in his eye ‘you know, my man in the next building is somewhat fascinated by you, fixated…if you will’ ‘Naturally’. I felt waves washing over me, warm, like lying on the beach in the sun and I let him finger me and finger me and then the waves were deeper, electric waves at my throat and I felt like I was getting too deep into the warm electric water, like an undertow was pulling me into too deep water, and then he slipped a finger inside me and diddled my clit and it felt like the warm electric water rushed over my head and I couldn't breathe and I struggled and he held on tighter and the warm electric. She was moaning something that I couldn't understand. In a very inquistive voice I ask her, "What are you doing, Jen?" She didn't say anything. She just kept moaning and grunting. "You are cheating on your husband, aren't you, Jen?" I asked as I pounded that shit with all I had. "And you are loving it, aren't you, Jen?" "This is so damn wrong, but it feels so damn good," she whispered lustfully. "Tell me you little bitch, " I demanded. "Tell me what you are doing." "I am cheating on my husband,.