Michelle kept on asking Brooke about her personal life, including the number of guys she slept with and if she did any bad things like lying and cheat...ng and stealing and so many other things. Brooke, after having been given too much to drink and getting drunk, confessed all her dark secrets to her aunt. She slept with so many guys. She even stole some of her mom’s money and from other people and stuff from the mall, with her gal friends. After having drank five glasses of Brandy, Brooke. He handed me a tall slim glass filled with vodka and ice. I sipped it and the alcohol stung my throat, but it is what I needed and it calmed my nerves just enough for me to speak for the second time to him. "Yes, that feels good"....."ohhhhhh, you can take me harder now”.Kyle smiled and as he started to return to his chair, I asked for the vodka glass to stay with me. He placed it on the bedside table next to a lamp that was subtly illuminate the scene. It was out of my reach, but I did not. My legs wobble a bit as I stood up. I had to place my hand on the couch to steady myself. My still enlarged clit being really sensitive as I closed my legs. Even my soiled wet shorts were wedged up between my puffy labia’ s. Creating little pussy spasms with each step that I tried to take. It took me awhile to make it up the stairs to the shower. The cool water would feel so good against my skin. Undressing I stick my wet shorts in the clothes hamper. Right there is the panties. " I need to hear the words, Phil." There were fucking!" Phil said a little too loudly. He quickly scanned his surroundings, and then spoke more softly. "She was kind of lying on the back seat, and he was on top...you know..."Bill's hands involuntarily formed into tight fists, and he felt a compulsion to punch the nearest object. Phil must have read his mind."Hey, man, you asked for this," Phil said, still raising his hands. "I didn't want to tell you." Yeah, some friend you are," Bill spat..