They treat us like fucking shit. They treat all women like shit. They’re the ones with the fucking power. It’s for them to make their lives fuckin... better. Or the lives of us women better either. Men are just fucking pigs!” “That’s not true,” Buttercup protested mildly. “Some of the men I’ve met are quite gentle. If they could have relationships like we have,” she squeezed Tracey’s hand tight and leaned her head onto her shoulder, despite the weight of the plastic bags she was carrying, “then. "Well, I did the same things with Mike and Josh. Last summer. And since we all have this one thing in common, I thought we should all get together and do those things with each other."I felt a twinge of jealousy. Timmy did it with two other guys and didn't tell me?Of course you all know what we all did.He told me that I was his first. He didn't force me into it, I did it voluntarily, but it was all Timmy's idea and Timmy has a way of making sure that he gets whatever he wants.His dad has some. "Seriously, dude?" I sigh. Part of me wants to take him up on his offer, the other part of me is ashamed that I might act like a slut in front of someone I know and respect. "I'm not going to get laid tonight, and Mandy is pissed that I stayed drinking with you. So I'm sleeping on your couch." He smiled slightly drunk. "So unless you want me jerking off on your couch, you should just give me a blow job." I'm starting to think you really want me to suck your cock." I laughed nervously, not. I notice that Nikki is not wearing anything other than the coat. Upon entering, she lifts the coat part way up and I see her bare ass. I close the door and turn to face her. Before I could speak, Nikki grabs me by my shirt. Placing her finger on my lips, she says, "Carl, you will not speak or make a sound tonight. If you do there will be consequences to pay. Do you understand? Nod your head."Nodding my head yes, Nikki kisses my cheek as her hands rip my shirt open. Buttons fly in all directions.