The pizzas arrived right then, probably too much for the two of us,never mind Tammie on her own, but we did our best and she promised therest would do... for a fine, Student Themed lunch for the following day.She poured me some more fruit juice, led me into the lounge and plonkedme on the sofa. I curled my feet under me and let my head slump ontothe backrest. Tammie drew the curtains against the gathering eveningand switched on a table lamp giving the room a cosy feel. Her weightsettled beside. "I laughed bitterly."If she only knew how much courage it took me to ask her," I said.Greg nodded."So, what's Plan B?" I asked. "With the songs."Greg was still looking at the table."Can you write something else?" he asked. "Something that, you know, won't piss Kellie off?" Can I or will I?" I replied. "They have two separate answers. Yes, I probably can sit down and write something else. But I am unwilling to expend that much time and energy because Kellie's feelings are hurt. I've already. My vision was so blurry, I could barely make out the basic order of the room. What could only be bright daylight streaming through the windows stung my eyes.I was struck by a sudden wave of dizziness as I attempted to first sit up, then stand. I would have laid back down and waited for it to pass, but an overwhelming need to void my bladder made that impossible. Besides, the bedsheets were soaked with sweat and smelled like sex.Except for random noises making their way up from the street, the. And the thought of Danyelle naked, fucking some faceless person heats her center up like the sun itself. The moistness is already beginning to leak from between her thighs. She needs a shower to cool off!After the shower, the blonde slowly makes her way back to the bedroom, wrapped only in a white towel that barely falls past her ass. Danyelle has finally gotten home and is standing in front of a fan, stark naked. Her brown hair blowing back away from her face, her eyes closed. She hears.