He told me to keep his place at the bar and wait for the drinks. With that, he was gone. I stood there thinking about what he just said. I thought he'... moved on from me to keep his friendship with my brother, but obviously not.I had to have him.Matt was a nice guy. You know, the kind of nice guy that girls fuck around with. The kind of nice guy that girls used for a rebound, or to make themselves feel good. I didn't see him like that. I wanted him for myself, and for genuine reasons. He was. I continued to bite my lip, trying to hold back the yelps that I wanted to cry out. Finally I had to let it out and begged him to stop. "I think you've learned your lesson. Stand up and remove those shorts." I did what he commanded, brushing aside a little tear from the pain in my derriere before lowering my underwear. My cock popped up and out as soon as it was released. "Turn around. Let me see your cute little butt and what my hand has done to it." I rotated in place, before bending over to. "Tony had fucked her three times and then they had gone back into the bar. Geena had expected the other girls in the party to sneer at her and treat her like the slut she felt like, but the other girls acted like it was normally accepted behavior. It turned out that it was, but Geena hadn't known it at the time. She left the bar confused over what had happened and fearful of what I would do when I found out. She hadn't planned on hiding it from me - she had intended to confess and ask me to. I never expected you to get this far but I’m not making it any easier to uncover the secrets contained on this drive. It’s too bad you’re colorblind, Dag!”You are dead, bastard. And so is Dag. How dare you taunt me from the grave?The screen dissolved again and a new message appeared. “Press Esc to continue.”Everything else on the computer was locked. Nothing responded. I pressed Esc. The message that returned said simply, “You lose! Simon didn’t say ‘Press Esc.’” What a childish game he was.