Tracy and her mom had just moved to town, so she didn't really know anybody. We met up with my friends and I introduced her around. We walked the mari...a and hopped on the boats of various people I knew to have drinks. That may not sound too exciting, but remember I was only 19 and couldn't go to a bar. I kept introducing her and she kept getting closer to me. At first standing by me, then leaning in to me, then holding my hand. We started to leave and she told me how much she enjoyed me. It was all he could do to wrench his mouth free of hers, and even then, she continued to torture him with pleasure as precum oozed steadily from the tip of his cock. ‘This is insane!’ Nick whispered fiercely. ‘You’re insane!’ He wanted to scream that she was making him insane too! Nick glanced toward the hall, remembering that their parents could interrupt them at any minute. He gripped her wrists in his hands and held them still. ‘You’re playing with fire, Jess. You’d better stop before you. Ahem…’ Brooke cringed over this torrent of pure bubbliness, and would have dismissed the girl entirely as a floozy she’d never, ever listen to…if it wasn’t for one supremely creepy element. ‘She…She’s got my voice.’ No question about it. That Trixie chick had Brooke’s voice, only with a flighty tone and southern accent. It’s like she had just listened to herself play a idiot. It was, simply, freaky. ‘Bastards made me sing when I was out cold. Somehow.’ And with this, as her own voice engaged. I'd been reading forabout 15-20 minutes when I heard Melissa cry. Soft sobs followed bycalls for her Mum, putting down my book I quickly moved along thecorridor and opened the door "Shoosh honey, I'm here" I saidapproaching her bed and picking her up. Her little arm slipping aroundmy neck as I tried to comfort her she kept calling for her mum and herdad "He'll be home soon darling" I whispered into her ear as her sobsbegan to ease slightly, soon she was once again asleep and I eased herback.