I replied uncertainly. "So perhaps you want pay what she owes?" he queried. "How much." I asked cautiously. "Three grand" he suggested. "Fucking hell!" I blurted out. "You want to pay?" the larger one demanded. "I'm a student, if I had three grand would I drive this," I tried to say heap of crap, but we had been through a lot the old van and me and it seemed disloyal so I merely said "Van?" Everything was falling into place, she clearly had a drug habit and was sleeping with men to fund it. I watched them drive away in their BMW. I wanted to talk to Angie about her problems, the Band was doing ok and money anal was rolling in so three thousand was not a problem if she needed it, but she just refused to talk about it. I came home early one evening, some clown set off the sprinklers at our gig, Angie was coming down stairs with a middle aged man in a suit, then later she came home with someone else, I heard her bed creaking, and I later watched as he left the building, big masturbation black and ugly, I cried for her. I looked at her next morning, her straw coloured hair and pale lifeless skin, the slightly grubby tee shit and none too clean jeans, and I realised I didn't fancy her any more. "Hey, you wanna do my dissertation for me." she asked one Saturday morning as she slumped in a hung over stupour at the breakfast table. "What?" I replied in surprise. "Contract Law, I can't be bothered, needs to be in by Monday." she said for once acknowledging my existence. "Why not." I agreed. She threw a orange folder across the able and announced "Then you can fuck my ass if I get an A," she laughed wickedly. As it happened I knew something of Contract law and like a fool I retreated to my room and powered up my computer and started to write. I tried to write like her, get in her mind, I don't know if I succeeded, I never asked about it but later she announced it scraped her a pass mark, that was when she asked me to do another piece of coursework for her. My second year came to an end, this time a record deal and the summer break fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an album, then with the tour dates we were offered deferring my final year seemed a real good idea, so I sort of said farewell to Angie and moved amateur on, not that I actually said anything, she simply wasn't around when I Fucking went. We never exactly hit the big time, as a Band, but life was Ok, drummer comes about third in the heirarchy, after gay lead singer and bass guitar so I usually got third pick of the groupies, and it was only supposed to be one year out of university. The year became two then three, writing crap songs went from being a laugh to being a career, and the money was good but after a while the venues were becoming smaller the calendar less packed. I made sure she was captured Fucking alive from the freighter, and then under interrogation Gara gave us a wonderful gift – something she’d kept secret through my entire relationship with her up to then - that she had an identical twin.” “I figured gay out how to form a phylactery,” Ava said. I loved it. We cuddle up together as Julie mounts the pillow. He strokes my belly a bit and starts to rock back and forth. He stuffed his professor's frilly thong into his pocket right as the door opened and students began to file into the classroom. Apparently, the GPS on Henry's yacht malfunctioned before anal the storm hit, and the last location his signal was received from was far from where it actually went down. I enjoy living here at this wonderful house with all this family. She bled only lightly on his shirt and then began to fuck him with a rolling motion that soon had both of them crazy with desire. Afterwards, they drove off to a secluded spot outside of town and had a quickie in the car. Coming back amateur to his senses, he looked across the backyard and saw the naked blonde, frozen mid-stride, hand stretched for the door. I…” THEY! With that; he rolled her over on her back and passionately kissed her delicious red lips and caressed her nipples through the gown. You don’t deserve her, Mark. That’s why we had to mark you now, we couldn’t have risked you wandering off like your friend.” A dining room chair was placed in the masturbation middle of the room. It feels wonderful!" We watch the sex for a time. I left my dress hiked up, I even tipped my seat back a bit and spread my legs. “Fuck Daddy!” Yes, I think she likes it. “That sounds like workable advice.” Brandon said thoughtfully. My tongue flicked across my lips. It was wilder than the real thing, at least for him.