About an hour after I got home my phone buzzed. I rushed to grab it, YES it was Brent! “How’s my slut doing?” was his message. “Good I guess�... I replied. I was wet and hornier than hell but wasn’t going to tell him that. “How was work? Did you think about last night at all?” Brent questioned. “work was good, really hard to concentrate at time tho when I was thinking about last night” I said. “good, now put it back in NOW” he demanded. “but its only 7pm? This early?” I questioned. “yes now! And. " Oh yes," the Old Man chuckled, "I'm sure that it will go great at yourparty. However, I must warn you to read the label before wearing it." Sure," Chris responded absently. "So how much is it?"After the Old Man told $25, which seemed to be about all that Chris hadon him at the moment, Chris quickly paid it and hurried out the door withthe box holding his costume under one arm."That was nice," Edgar said once Chris was gone. "I was expecting you togive him a cheerleader costume or something.". He forced his mouth down onto hers, kissing her fiercely. His hands moved to the opening of her gown and he slipped it off her shoulders, before attempting to tear her brassiere off of her. She panicked, unable to believe what he was attempting to do. Remembering her lessons, she quickly raised her knee and thumped it against his testicles. She felt his grip loosen. Her hand rose up and she slapped him around his face, before running to the door and out into the corridor."You bitch!" His voice. At that moment my phone rang and I asked her if she minded just watching over my stuff. She obliged all too kindly. She was about 5ft 4, slim, probably B edging C cup and quite pretty. She had blonde hair and was wearing a summery dress with leggings. A look I really like!I went out for maybe 10 minutes and noticed she was looking at me through the blinds. I smiled at her and she looked away nervously. When I went back in the instantly asked if that was my girlfriend checking up on me. I.