She also liked to take a drink now and again, something else Brad didn’t do and, just like with her smoking, he found reason to chide her about when... she did. She wasn’t an alcoholic, in fact, she almost never got drunk, save perhaps at a celebration like a wedding. She simply found booze pleasurable, and she refused to apologize for that. And on this Day, which she had dedicated solely to her pleasure, she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to indulge herself and feed her vices to her heart’s. I listened as they talked and I thought K wants me to rape Bridget. I did not understand why. Karen had some crazy ideaís she had even talked about us running away and being a married couple. Karen asked me what do you want brother? I want you to do a strip tease for me and then dance naked before I fuck your hot little cunt!Karen went to her room and dressed and I got my video camera just in case. Karen put some tunes on and slowly danced her hips swaying. She was wearing a conservative. "How did she know it was me?" he wondered.Then he realized that she'd probably just recognized his voice. No harm, and no foul. Yet!Now it was time to get down to what he wanted."Miss Catherine, I want you to suck my cock and swallow my cum, like you do for Mr. Carl." Ok."Catherine sat up on the bed and turned around so she sat on the edge of the mattress. Jessie was standing there, waiting for her. She undid the belt holding up his pants, undid his zipper and let them fall to the floor.In. " Can we- oh, my God man-"Brad did not want to have to deal with a day of guys hitting on him andhe had figured it out, but he also did not want to give his friend androommate hand jobs- even one had left Brad feeling sick. What he had wasthe fact that Ken was a nerd, and had seldom had a girlfriend and neverhad one that looked like Brad's present form.Brad lowered his shoulders when he saw the love sick fat guy in bed."Shit," he muttered, hoping that he did not have to touch Ken to makethis.