We invited this girl that Rhett had introduced me to, a Freshman named Leslie, who was entirely into kinky shit like us and proceeded to have a wonderful weekend. I flopped down on the bed and noticed Rhett was holding a camera. “If anyone ever finds that we’d both be fucked.”
Rhett replied, “It was Leslie’s idea, she wants this weekend documented. By the time my Dad and Joy, the ironically joyless soul-sucking bitch, got married I had already figured out that Rhett was gay and by the time of this story I had already been introduced to sex at Rhett’s hands. I lost count of cumming at 4 times. I loved how he tasted and there was zero chance I was doing it now that he had fucked my ass! I loved that. 2 weeks later she was gone. Rhett screamed,
“You’re killing me, Mother! A little extra skin had been left behind on the bottom side. I punched her in the mouth causing her to bleed and stunning her. Not at least until he had a shower! They’re both on the personnel committee at Church…”
I considered my options silently, then turned and punched Joy in the face one more time and made sure she was out for a while.
