She didn't want to at first, but she didn't want to lose these women's friendships. They had urged her to join them once a week protesting in front of... a "murder" clinic. She always felt it was a woman's choice to decide what to do with a pregnancy, but the women told her otherwise. They said it was wrong to kill and innocent child no matter what the circumstances were. She felt good having friends so she joined them. Week after week, she'd take a day off from her library job to go protest with. This bothered me a bit, as we had been together for several months, and I couldn’t help but begin to doubt his sincerity about our relationship. In his defense, I have to admit that the girls he gawked at were quite beautiful, but I liked to think I was no slouch, either. We agreed he would pick me up at my apartment and then we would go to the party.I looked at myself as I put the finishing touches on my costume, that of a vampiress. I had to admit that the white satin blouse and black. The girl left as soon as I and my brother got inside the house.Few minutes later we reached the bedroom. He opened the door and threw me on the bed. As soon as I fell on the bed I fell asleep. I slowly tried to open my eyes. The pain in my head was unbearable and it was really hard for me to lift myself up. I was in my bra and panty as I looked myself in the mirror.i guessed that my removed my skirt when I was unconscious. I looked at the clock next to the bed .It was gone 11:00 am. I picked. It is a bright night with the city lights, but cool, and so I wrap myself in a robe and sit out on the balcony. Eventually, I hear you moving around, and you meet me on the balcony a few minutes later, wine in hand, wearing my shirt. You come over and sit in my lap. We kiss, cuddle, and sit together, very content, but both getting very horny. The pressure of your bum on my lap and the sexiness of you in my shirt has me growing hard again, and you can feel it. You wiggle and tease me for a few.