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I never had to ask her to party, and she could go shot for shot with me, which for a girl her size was goddamn impressive. Do remember that I was kind of a professional drunk at this point. When I did work it was in the restaurant business which in Nashville meant the bar business. I was a cook and my joke about that is, "My first chef was an alcoholic. In other words, a chef." When it's your job to make other people's fun you need to have fun doing it so to facilitate that alcohol and various other drugs were used quite liberally when I worked in the business. Hospitality was Celebrities our business, and being in the south we always strived to be extra hospitable. Just as a little aside, there are many things about the south that are weird, fucked up, and need to change, but the idea of being a gracious host, and a maintaining a certain level of civility and courtesy, even between enemies? We need to hang on to that shit like sex grim death because that's a cultural norm worth preserving. If you can deal with your foes with a modicum of respect you may discover a way to make them your friends, but if not at the very least you can hate each other in peace. So Lori basically kept me, and since she paid the piper she called the tune. We met on a Friday, spent the weekend together, and when Monday rolled around she was real casual about leaving me at her place when she went to work. She was just like, "You can hang out here, eat, watch TV, or whatever. If you leave just lock the door, and if you want you can call me later and I'll pick you up." It was just so cool how she let me know she wanted me there but I could walk right out and she wouldn't be mad or anything. At least that's the way it came off to me. By then I had met her roommate, this redheaded woman who was just as wild as Lori, and totally nice. In fact, yeah, we all three went back to their place that first night. At first I thought maybe it was a threesome situation but as soon as we got there it was more than clear that she'd been there as Lori's faithful wingman. She seemed really happy to see Lori cuddling up with me, and I didn't think anything of it. I just figured that she was a good friend, and she was, but of course there was more going on. My make out sessions with Lori were getting pretty celeb fucking hot and heavy, and I kind of felt something was up because sometimes when she stopped things from going further she seemed a little ill at ease. We hadn't fucked yet, or even gotten oral, but she was paying for me and could do what she liked as far as I was concerned. I think because of my easy going attitude and her ability to judge character it didn't take long before she trusted me enough to open up and tell me what the deal was. Apparently she had been raped a few years earlier and it had really fucked with her head in regards to sex. She hadn't been with anyone since then because of the trauma, and although I didn't think of it in these terms at the time I'm sure that she had some PTSD. She asked if I could be patient with her and of course I was more then happy to comply. The porn shocking part about this, besides the obvious, was that Lori was a powerful, confident woman, and she had Moxie as they used to say. I mean she was a real pistol. Clever, funny, and strong willed as she was it was hard for me to imagine her being anyone's victim. I mean if it could happen to her, damn! Not to sound too ghetto about it, but if she could get got what chance does the average bitch have? She was so sweet and tits kind that the idea of anybody hurting her really made me angry and sad, but the idea that they could spoil something as wonderful as sex for her was just so wrong to me. Aruna rushed to the HR department tits for the logistics. Her flesh writhed and sucked at my dick. So, I took advantage of the opportunity. “W-wow… Robin… That was the best fuck I’ve ever had…” She panted hard, holding him tight as her sex cock began to porn flag. “It’s fine.” Yeong said, and Brandon believed he could hear a smile in her voice, so she wasn’t being passive aggressive. But, he sucked up his courage and proceeded on to move into the town. So when he went out to check the steaks, I went into the kitchen to help mom with a couple of things. Celebrities "Uh, uhh, celeb uhh...oh, mmm, uhh, ohhh, uhhh, uhh, uuuhhhhhhhHHHHH!!!!" “I’ve heard about your weekends, Margaretta,” she said between laughs. One even gave me a big sloppy kiss on my mouth. Fear flooded through me like a breaking dam. She was so turned on and hot when she got back to the house she could barely stand it. “Don't stop!” I snarled.