Grabbing the front of her dress, he ripped it apart, splitting it down the middle. Cupping her breasts firmly, he pushed his body against hers, sandwi...hing her between the two of them."How dare you interfere with our work," he said squeezing them roughly. "You have no authority here, you are PROPERTY and belong to US. What don't you fucking understand about that?" Fuck you Joe," she hissed, still seething."What a little firecracker," CGB said smiling. "You are going to need a lot of. Fortunately the next day was a Friday. I had the day off and Paul called in.I've heard that the first hangover is the worst. I felt pretty badly for my poor Paul, but at least I was there for him. By afternoon, his head had stopped throbbing and we were able to sit down and talk a bit."I'm sorry," he said. "I've never been drunk in my life. And the beer tasted so awful too. But for some reason I couldn't stop drinking it. How many of those did I have? I must've drank that whole case to get that. Still, I have always felt something was missing, and wondering what my brother was like. When I was in my second last year of high school, I transferred to a new school, a small Jr/Sr High in the inner city. I had one friend who came with me, Julia, and soon met up with others, a fairly large group of friends. School was not hard, small class sizes and close-knit students. The first few months were nothing special, homework, teachers, and of course, parties. Once a week it seemed, someone was. It happened 4 years ago,around. Then I was a final year student of graduation. I had an aim to get admission into a good college where I can do my P.G.So I left hostel and took a rent home .It was cheap and maintained minimum standards. There happened to be two bathrooms but they are like attached to each other. In my adjacent room which was only partitioned by an inter way,staying this aunty.She was teaching in a nearby school.So before going any further let me tell..I was thin that time.And.