What the hell were Becky and Emma talking about? Blowjob sex Why was she in my bed. …why couldn’t she have just gone into the other room? It’s just that. . …well. . . . …it’s just that she is quite young.”
She gave me an odd sideways stare, “Hoooow young?”
Here goes nothing, “She’s 19.”
“NINETEEN! Her attention completely ripped away from the film by the treatment her tits were receiving. I padded down the hall and addressed Becky. In typical drunk girl style words were said and she had stormed out of the club. I dried myself off, got dressed into some sweatpants and a t-shirt and went into the lounge. I thought it was her body I was touching. She felt the tingle as you were obviously rubbing up against her and she remembers being entered, which she thought was a really nice erotic dream.”
“Oh God.”
“Wait Micky.
