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After two months of the most exhausting road trip in human history, Tori and Trina Vega could not be happier to be back home in LA. The eldest s*ster was beyond red thanks to a routine poolside stay in Tucson two days before, and the slightest touch triggered the sunburn's pain. The pity for her s*ster was the only thing that had kept Tori from strangling her over the last 48 hours.

All three Vega women rushed into the house from the camper, leaving the fully healed Mr. Vega to grab the bags from the back and unload every-thing from the camper. He couldn't believe all the crap they all brought along. He brought two bags, and that was it, one third of the number his wife and youngest daughter brought and a fifth of what Trina brought along. The girls spent more time with their tech- phones, laptops, and pads- than looking at the nationwide trek's sights, which he found wholly disappointing.

Upstairs, the eldest s*ster's first real stop was the bathroom, so thankful to be baptized by her own personal shower. Despite it being incredibly hot outside already, the steaming water was both a blessing and a curse for her sunburn. There was no question that she missed being home more than the others and planned to stay here for at least a few days. She wasn't in any real hurry to get back and catch up with Robbie, her vanity outweigh-ing how she felt about her boyfriend.

Tori, on the other hand, could not wait to hook back up with her friends. Limited access to tech had stopped her from staying really up to date on the goings on of everyone. She knew that Andre had met, started dating, and gotten dumped by a girl in the last eight weeks, and she had also heard that Cat was going public with being gay. In a way, Tori was proud of Cat for making that honest leap, but she certainly didn't envy her life now. She hadn't spoken to Robbie since graduation, but with Trina she got daily updates since that was the only person the eldest Vega ever con-tacted. Jade had kept what happened on her whirlwind anniversary trip with Freddie a secret so far, so Tori was hoping a face to face meet up would fix that. The saddest thing was that she hadn't heard from Beck in nearly a month, and given how intent the two were on restarting things, it was even more troublesome. And she couldn't bring herself to even think about what Nate had been up to.

Within a few hours of being home, Tori had already made plans for lunch the next day, meeting and catching up with all of her friends to check on them, and possibly get some answers about Beck.

* * *

Tori nearly slept right up to the lunch meeting, apparently missing her bed so much that she slept for almost 13 hours. The youngest Vega rushed into the shower she shared with her s*ster, hearing the all too familiar sound of Trina's snoring. Tori cleaned up as quickly as she could, dressed and raced downstairs just in time, as Andre arrived at the house, ready to pick her up.

"Your parents gone already?"

"Yeah," she replied, putting some sandals on, "Turns out when you leave for two months, the food in the fridge goes bad, so I guess they are get-ting groceries."

"Right…" he chuckled, "I'm sure none of it has to do with being trapped with Trina for two months."

Tori laughed, and headed out the door and jumped in the car as Andre tried his best to do a 'cool' slide across the hood, but failed miserably. The friends laughed together like nothing had changed, but she could tell something was up with him.

"So… fill me in. What have I missed?"

Andre took a deep breath and gripped the wheel a bit tighter. "Not much and quite a bit all at the same time."

"Because that makes sense…"

"I mean," he paused, "Obviously you probably know about Jade's whole thing with her boyfriend from Seattle, since it’s all she certainly hasn't said anything to me about it. I honestly haven't seen much of her outside of when I see Cat, since they are living together for a while."

"What?!"

"Yeah," Andre shook his head. "It's mad stupid. Cat's parents didn't really take too well to her coming out and everything, so they kicked her out. I think she's going to move in with her grandmother, but in the meantime, Jade's taking her in."

"That's terrible, but at least she has a place to go…" Tori trailed off, feeling awful for her friend. "Jade's a good friend."

"Yeah… I don't think we're talking about the same person…" Andre laughed.

"Fair enough… what about Robbie?"

"He's doing alright I guess. He's… well, he's Robbie, you know? Your s*ster being gone bummed him out a lot, but he's not using Rex as much, so at least that's something."

"Yeah, I guess. I don't know if I should ask, but… I haven't heard from Nate really since the night before I left. Is he doing ok?"

"If he isn't, he certainly isn't talking about it. But you know that guy. He's in love with you, and if I was crazy about someone and they were caught hooking up with their ex, I'd-"

"Yeah," Tori cut him off, "I get the picture…"

"About Beck and all…" Andre said, pulling into a parking spot at the Chinese restaurant. "Listen, you should probably-"

"HEY!" came a call from rear window as a perky redhead rounded the car. Her hair was a more vibrant red than the darker version she'd had for the last couple years. Tori wasn't exactly sure if this was connected to her big life decision or if it was just Cat trying something new.

Andre and Tori got out of the car slowly and went in for hugs from the hyperactive Cat, though neither of them were expecting the same pleasant-ries from Cat's darkly dressed partner.

"And I was this close to celebrating never seeing you again, Vega…"

"Oh please, Jade," Tori said, smiling. "You missed me like crazy and you know it."

"It's true," Cat spoke up. "She's been happy all morning that you're- Ow!"

Jade's elbow met Cat's upper arm with some f*rce, silencing the giddy teenager. Not much else was said as the four friends headed into the food joint, eagerly awaiting Robbie's arrival, knowing he was always the one running late, so they could order.

"So," Andre said, opening up the discussion. "College starts in a week or so. Gonna really suck that all of us aren't going to the same school to-gether."

"Don't get me started," Tori said, nor wanting to think for a second about losing one of her best friends to a different school. "I'm not even remote-ly ready for college. Honestly, I'm a little scared of it."

"What a surprise…" Jade said, with her standard arrogant tone, "Poor little Vega is afwaid of gwown up stuff."

"Jade, that's mean," Cat said, giving Jade a look. "You promised that you'd be nice today. I know you're on your P-E-R-"

"Cat, if you say one more letter, I'm going to make jelly out of your eyes while you sl*ep."

The sensitive redhead gasped, as Jade earned looks from everyone at the table, and nearby tables.

"Look," the Goth continued, "Not that it’s anyone's fucking business, but I actually had to shift my schedule last month for my trip with Freddie, so now my cycle's gone to shit."

"Language," Cat murmured, hoping Jade wouldn't yell at her.

"He doesn't deserve you," Tori said sarcastically. "You model of femininity, you…"

Jade lunged at Tori for a moment, neither girl completely sure if they were as close of friends as they thought, and if these insults were real or just playful.

"I'm ready for sure," Jade said, seeing Robbie's car pull up. "I think Freddie and I have a good schedule together, and I'm pretty sure Cat and I have some classes together too."

"Hey guys," Robbie said, taking a seat with his friends. "I miss anything?"

"Not really," Andre said, flagging down the waiter as they were ready to order. "Just discussing classes, and schedules, and other things that won't involve me."

The teens placed their orders, and relaxed a bit, the work portion of the meal over for now.

"I don't know about you guys," Robbie started, opening up a notebook from his back pocket, "but I cannot wait for some of these classes. I have a calculus class with like one of the smartest guys on the planet. I mean, that's a pretty big deal, right?"

"Oh yeah," Jade said, rolling her eyes, "That's the most fascinating thing I've ever heard…"

Jade's snarkiness sent a wave of silence through the table, no one very eager to earn her annoyance and wrath, but finally Robbie spoke up.

"So, I know Andre and I have, but have you guys met Kelly yet?"

"Who's Kelly?" Tori asked, clearly quizzical, as everyone seemed to be in on a secret she'd missed.

"Look, Tori…" Andre started, but was cut off.

"She's Beck's new girlfriend," Cat said softly. "I haven't seen her before but Robbie says she's really strange."

"Beck… is dating someone?" Tori knew they weren't exactly together but the words still felt like a steel knife right through her heart. "Why… I mean, I know I was gone a while, but-"

"Look, Vega," Jade started looking Tori in the eyes, clearly struggling to be kind. "I know we all got to see his hand in your cookie jar, but he's a big enough douche that you really shouldn't be surprised he'd get tired of waiting for you. I mean that in the nicest way possible," she said, realiz-ing she had spoken a bit too harshly.

The awkward silence permeated for a few moments before Robbie completed his original point.

"They're coming to lunch as well. I called him this morning and I guess woke them up, so I guess they will be here soon."

Tori nearly choked on her beverage when she heard that Beck had not only moved on but was already sl*eping with another girl. Andre's eyes were focused on her, knowing that what Robbie was callously saying was flaying his recently returned friend.

"Typical fucking Beck, I'd say," Jade said, taking a long sip of her drink. "Her Slapbook photo is her at a rave, and that was all the evidence I needed to know she's probably some gutter gank. His type for sure." Everyone gave her a very odd look as she tried to figure out what everyone was going on about. "No offense, Vega."

"Jade, you do know that you were 'his type' too, right?" Tori said, hoping an argument with her reluctant friend would help ease the pain of hear-ing about Beck. She was wrong.

As if by some sick twist of fate for Tori, the main door opened, and she saw Beck come in, looking a bit unshaven, but otherwise normal. What really got her attention was the blonde right in front of him. She had long natural blonde hair, with ocean blue eyes, and an ill-fitting shirt, not too small, but it sat catty-cornered on her figure. She was pretty thin, but her body looked incredibly toned and muscular. Her tanned arms were covered in tattoos of stars, dragons, and other fantasy creatures. She had a stud in her nose and way too much eyeliner. But the worst, the absolute worst, was when she spoke.

"Sup dudes… dudeettes?"

Her valley girl/surfer lingo was a surprise to the women at the table since Kelly had already been introduced to the guys. And like many surprises today for Tori, it was not the least bit pleasant.

"Guys, this is Kelly Kennedy… she went to Northridge, but she just graduated too." Beck paused for a second and looked at Tori, and seemed to be entranced. "Good to see you, Tori," he said, earning a glance from his new girlfriend as he eyed Tori, trying to read what she thought of this as the couple sat down at the table.

"You too, Beck."

"So you cats are into eating cats, eh?" Kelly said, eyeing the Chinese restaurant as she eyed those at the table, who were giving her a semi defen-sive look. "S'all groovy. I'm sure they have some tofu or something not made from stray anim*ls in the back."

"Really, Oliver… really?" Jade said, looking back and forth from Kelly to Beck, as if even she couldn't believe this.

"What's your malfunction, chica?" Kelly said, clearly unaware of who exactly she was talking to. "You're stepping to me and harshing my buzz for a reason?"

"My 'malfunction' is that you look and sound like a two bit jizzbag cunt, and the idea of being anywhere near you is actually making me lose my appetite."

"Jade…" Cat said, trying to calm her friend but it was no good. "Just relax…"

"You should listen to the firecrotch, home girl," Kelly said, clearly egging Jade on. "You probably just need a good lay. That's what makes me so chill."

"Stop it, both of you." Finally, Beck had had enough and was ready to drop this before this went any further, but it was far too late to stop the coming storm.

"A good lay?!" Jade practically shouted, earning glances all around as she stood up to tower over the fit blonde, while pointing. "You are aware that I used to be his 'lay,' right? If you think what he offers is a good lay, then you're a fucking idiot. No offense Vega, but I'm sure if you had any other experience, you'd agree."

"Maybe you just weren't any good…"

Kelly's words were Jade's last straw as the raven haired teen dove at the blonde, fists prepared for slaughter. If a large Asian man, emerging from the kitchen, hadn't grabbed her arms to drag her out, Jade would have wrapped her pale fingers around that tanned throat without an inkling of mercy.

Their friend's, now on the verge of physically assaulting what they assumed was the cook, exodus was a sign that they should probably leave too, leaving Kelly and Beck behind at the food joint to pretend that nothing just happened. It took the might of Andre, Cat, and Tori to hold Jade back as the teens watched Beck and his new girl exit and get in his car to leave.

"So, this went well…"

"Don't say another word, Harris…" Jade said, rubbing her arm where the cook had grabbed her a bit too tightly. "I can't believe none of you backed me up in there."

'Look," Robbie said, praying he wouldn't incur Jade's wrath, "I don't like her or her whole Jenny Tsunami schtick, but Beck is our friend and we should put up with-"

"You just make a Johnny Tsunami reference?" Andre said quizzically. "You know that movie is like 20 years old, right?"

Robbie didn't get a chance to answer as Jade interrupted the off-topic conversation's progression. "He's not MY friend, so you can shove that kumbaya bullshit up your ass, Shapiro. I'm out of here… C'mon Cat… you too, Vega. Let's go."

Tori had no idea why she was following the angry teen to her car, her mind still awash from Beck's surprise, and the near nuclear catfight she'd just witnessed, but there she was. As she watched Robbie and Andre disappear from the rear window, the youngest Vega couldn't help but feel like things could have been completely different if her summer had been spent here.

* * *

Jade's room had received a total makeover since the last time Tori had seen it. There was a splash of colour- greens, and reds, and purples- over-lapping the blackness that normally occupied her walls. Tori wasn't sure if this was Cat's doing or if Jade honestly was lightening up thanks to her boyfriend's influence. The most surprising piece, however, was that Jade's nightstand featured a thick comic book with a scantily clad girl with a baseball bat. As far as Tori knew, this definitely wasn't hers.

The youngest Vega was even more taken aback as Jade exited her bathroom, her outfit from lunch on the floor as the Goth teen rocked a vintage Wonder Woman t-shirt and jeans, clearly in an effort to be comfortable. The shirt was strange for Jade who had admittedly hated comic books and superheroes, but perhaps that was part of her new interest as well.

"Things definitely feel different in here, Jade. Is everything normal?"

"Normal, Vega?" Jade asked, crossing her arms as she headed towards her bed where Tori sat at the edge. "What exactly would or wouldn't be nor-mal?"

"No… I mean," Tori tried to backpedal but it wasn't doing much good. "Your room and clothes are kinda different from a couple months ago. I just thought it was strange. You weren't the most descriptive about what happened on your vacation."

"Maybe because it isn't any of your business…" Jade said coldly, knowing it came out harsher than she'd meant. "Look, things just kinda changed after that weekend. I have no idea exactly why, but I felt so different after being with him."

"Aren't you a little worried about 'absorbing'?"

"Absorbing?" Jade asked, unsure if she should be offended.

Tori tried to find the right words so not to offend her friend but they weren't coming. "I mean, the change in clothes, the change to your room, your interests- this comic book-"

"Graphic novel."

"What?"

"Yeah," Jade said, tucking her hair behind her ear before taking the book from Tori. "If it's single, it's a comic. When they are grouped together, it's a graphic novel."

"I feel like you just proved my point, Jade…"

"Look, Freddie just introduced me to some new stuff, and there's nothing wrong with trying to be the best person I can for him."

"Even if you lose yourself in the process?"

"Vega," Jade said, coldly, "If you say one more word about it, I'm going to put a spike through your tongue."

"Yes, ma’am…" Tori said, trying to find something else to talk about when she saw Jade's hand. "You finally figure out what that ring means?"

"Kinda…" Jade said, showing the ring to Tori again. "He says that it's a promise… like a pre-engagement ring since he can't afford an actual one yet. I told him I don't need one, but… we just really looked at our relationship, and I just feel different. Like, he fixed me or something."

"I wouldn't have guessed that for sure after what went down at lunch today."

"I'd really like to never talk about lunch or that bitch again, if it’s all the same to you, Tori."

"Fair enough…" Tori lay back on the bed, looking upwards at Jade sitting above her. The Latina had barely noticed the bedroom door was shut on them, which was normally the sign that they would let off some steam together, but something really did seem off. "So did you guys… rekin-dle things?"

Jade could easily pick up on her friend's corny innuendo and shrugged it off with sarcasm. "We did, actually, Vega. Do I need to tell you all the juicy details?"

"Jade, you know I was trapped in a box with my parents and s*ster for two months. I have to live vicariously through someone… so spill. Spare no detail."

"You're really messed up, Vega, you know that?" Jade said, laying back with Tori, and laughing a bit. "He met me at the airport, we had this amaz-ing dinner, and then…" Jade's voice trailed off signalling something blatantly obvious.

"Was it wild and crazy- tearing clothes off and all that stuff?"

"Actually, no… he was really sweet and we just melded together and became like one body in the sheets… and then in the bathtub… and the shower."

"Good lord, Jade… anywhere in the room you didn't bang?"

"Shut it, Vega… you asked for the details. We got up together, went to the woods, almost got caught by some scouts, and then for a full day, we just hung out talked. It was nice."

"Just talked? Seriously?" Tori's mind was shot at the concept of Jade, who was the most sexual being she'd ever met, would just sit around and talk, let alone, enjoy it. "Then what?"

"Then… I don't know really," Jade lied, wanting to keep the whole fantasy thing between them. "We just gave each other what we needed, and after that we just stayed together until he took me to the airport. The end, I guess."

"You are so full of crap. Why do I get the feeling that you are leaving the best part of that story out?"

"Because you're paranoid and insecure, Vega. Duh."

The two girls shared a smile and Tori curled into Jade's body but was quickly saddened to feel that Jade pulled away a bit.

"Sorry…" she muttered, as Jade sat up.

"Tori… I know, in the past, we have… done things together that could be considered intimate, but I've been thinking…."

"You don't like me anymore?"

"No… I mean, I do still think of you as one of my, if not the, best friends, and I…" Jade really sucked at being nice, and what she was doing here was certainly all new territory. "I just feel a commitment to Freddie, and I guess being with you is a lot like cheating. Before, I was filling a need because of the distance, and he was with Sam, and you were too probably… but now, I just feel wrong about it, and now I think friends is pretty much it for us, Vega."

"Well, I wish I could say that was the weirdest breakup I've ever had, Jade… but it's not. I have to admit that I'm a little sad because I really missed it on that trip, but I understand. Gotta do what's best for you and your relationship."

"I hope that's what I'm doing …" Jade said quietly. "You're going to stay the night with Cat and I. Hopefully, we'll have a girl's night that won’t actually end up with us in a naked pile."

Tori laughed, but Jade looked at her with an extremely serious look.

"I can see your brain imagining that and I can feel you percolating from here, Vega…"

The girls exited the bedroom and found Cat on the couch downstairs watching television. As Tori surveyed what kind of person Jade was slowly becoming, she couldn't help but feel like maybe things might be changing for the better. Just before descending the stairs, Jade turned back with an extremely sly look on her face.

"21," she said, looking at Tori as if she'd answered something the youngest Vega asked.

"What?"

"In case you were wondering how many times he made me come in 3 days… the answer is 21."

Tori's eyes went wide as she watched Jade descend the stairs, actually envisioning her friend experiencing each and every one of those.

* * *

"That's some fuckin' group of friends you got, Beck."

"Kelly…" the dark haired teen sighed as he opened up the door of the trailer for them. "Really, Jade, the girl you got into it with, is the only one who isn't my friend."

"Well, the rest of them seemed more than happy to watch her be, like, a total cunt to me. You wouldn't even defend me, which was no bueno, dude."

"I just think we all were stunned. There was no real build up… it just exploded and I think we all just wanted to stay out of it."

The couple sat across from each other in his trailer, trying to figure out why the other was not acting right.

"So…" Kelly said, standing and stretching before grabbing a tiny white, hand wrapped, cylinder from her pocket before lighting it, "You really date that chick?"

"It was over a year ago…" Beck took a deep breath, his memories flooding back. "I could always manage to keep her under control when she got out of hand like that, but yeah, we dated for a while."

Kelly was enjoying the joint for sure, and seemed to be relaxing a bit, before passing it over to Beck. "And you guys fucked?"

"Not exactly the most eloquent way to say it, but yeah… we were each other's first. She used to be-"

"Alright," Kelly said pushing Beck onto the bed and straddling his torso, taking the joint from his lips and finishing it off. "No more talk of the fucked up she-bitch… Time for you to fulfil your boyfriend obligations."

"Again?" he asked, rolling his eyes a bit. "We already fooled around this morning, and you fingered yourself in the car on the way to lunch."

"But I didn't finish… plus that Goth twat got me all worked up. Then you dr*g me to that guitar store for like an hour… I need this workout."

"Is that all I am?" Beck joked. "A piece of exercise equipment?"

Grabbing the bottom of her shirt, Kelly pulled it off and tossed it into the corner. She quickly unclasped her bra, freeing her supple, and only slightly paler, C-cup breasts. "You shouldn't complain, b*o… You get to fuck this. Not a lot of people can claim that."

Beck was going to playfully argue with her, but her hand was already undoing his built while her other one was practically ripping the t-shirt off her beau. "You in a hurry?"

Kelly groaned, rolled her eyes and punched him in the chest all at once before reaching into his skinny jeans and fishing out her prize. Not sur-prisingly, Beck was already at half mast, but she was looking for more a lot sooner. Her strong hand gripped him tight, and every so often, she'd flick it to try and get a faster reaction.

"You know, Kel, there is a nicer way you could get me really hard…"

"Yeah, I know," she said, giving him a very serious look. "Put your dirty cock in my mouth. And I've also told you over and over, that ain't gonna happen, dude."

"Had to try," he muttered, wincing from the pain of his balls and shaft being stung by her flicking. Once Beck was full mast, Kelly climbed off him and stripped her pants and thong off as well before climbing back on top of him.

The dark haired teen was a bit excited because, despite being a bit of a bitch and annoying at times, she was an anim*l in bed, and he loved that. He was surprised however when she climbed him, facing the wall above his head, planting her knees beside his ears, and her glistening sex above his face, the metal barbell nearly in his nose.

"You know, it's kinda unfair that you make me eat you out and you don't go down on me…" Beck said, the sound muffled a bit, for obvious rea-sons.

"Nope," she said, pressing down more on him, leaving him no choice. "I keep myself very clean and me offering you a taste of my pudenda is a treat, hombre."

Beck certainly wasn't in a position to argue as his tongue flicked and out of her sex, the spongey pink organ tasting and taunting her opening and lips. Kelly had to grip the wall tight as she grinded into Beck's face harder and faster.

"C'mon, fucker," she said through gritted teeth. "Give it to me. Suck that pussy dry."

The encouragement/insult did its job and Beck increased his efforts, tossing the metal piece around in his mouth, even pulling it a bit to give increased pain and pleasure to the bucking girl. He knew he was doing a good job when he felt her hands grip his long hair tightly, pushing his face further into her core.

"FFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!" she screamed out as her body began to spasm, coming hard on Beck's waiting face. Kelly wasn't nearly as tasty as some of the other girls he'd been with, but it wasn't bad. Very bitter.

Now that she'd had her release, Kelly climbed off his face and licked it, her tongue piercing tickling his chin as she lapped up her own juices. She shifted her body down his until her dripping pussy was over his waiting member. She grabbed a foil square from his nightstand and opened it fast, covering his member in the protection.

She impaled herself hard, and quickly began to bounce up and down on his cock, gripping her tits with one hand while she put her nails into Beck's abs, gripping his skin tight as she leapt up and down, taking his entire length over and over again with nearly every move.

Beck's hands drifted up to grab her tits tightly as he bucked into her as hard as he could, each wondering if they were going to smash the other's pelvis to pieces.

"C'mon faggot, fuck me!" she screamed, slapping his face. "Give me that cock, you asshole."

Beck was always weirded out whenever Kelly would start uttering insults and threats during sex, but he was slowly getting used to it and he was just starting to not feel insecure from her harshness.

Kelly leaned down and bit at Beck's face as she wildly gyrated, kissing him as hard as she could, biting his lip so hard that they could taste bl*od. The couple grinded until neither one could take it any longer, and Kelly pulled off of him, pushing him away, and got on the top part of the bed, stretching her toned legs wide. Beck knew what he needed to do and climbed onto her, piercing her core with his covered dick.

"Fuck that feels nice!" she said, after a minute. "Your cock fills me up like my fingers never can." She relaxed her legs and moved her feet back onto the bed, keeping her knees up and her legs spread wide apart.

"Fuck me, bitch. I'm ready for you to really fuck me like you mean it!"

Beck slowly pulled the entire length of his cock out of her tight, snug, pussy until just the head was inside. Then, just as slowly, he pushed it all the way back in. She was steaming hot and so tight that it felt like a thousand needles were massaging his cock. He repeated the slow sliding in and out until she was arching her back and raising her hips up to meet his strokes.

"Finally…" she moaned, "Faster like that. I want you to fuck me faster." Kelly was now raising up her ass and matching him stroke for stroke. Her hands were gripping his back, pulling him tightly against her. His face was buried in her neck and his arms were under her shoulders. With his hands holding her body from sliding up the bed, he slammed his cock harder into her pussy. His balls were slapping her ass and she was grinding her clit against him as he plunged deeper and deeper into her hot sex.

"Keep going faster! Yeah, harder like that. Don't you dare stop you piece of shit. Don't stop. Yes! Yes! Right there! Ohhhhhhhh." She was pouring with sweat and was clawing at his back and screaming as they kept up the pounding rhythm of their insane fucking. She was getting close and he was trying hard to keep up with her, as she arched up and down faster and faster, pushing his cock in and out of her incredibly tight and taught pussy.

"I'm coming!" She wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly to her. He pounded into her as hard as he could. He could actually hear his cock moving in and out of her slushy, wet pussy. When her fiery pussy walls clamped down on his rigid cock, it put him over the top he fired spas-tic bursts into the latex prison.

"Well, that was intense…" Beck said, sweat dripping from their bodies, creating a sticky and wet finish as he slid from her body to grab something to drink and hydrate with.

"Maybe for you. You should hit the gym with me sometime… I can't be seen with a pussy"

"Yeah…" Beck said, rapidly realizing this relationship was 99% physical. "Maybe I'll do that."

Kelly seemed unaffected as she grabbed her clothes and headed into his bathroom. "Thanks for the boning, man…" she said, as if he'd just spotted her some cash for a vending machine, "I really needed to burn off some of that energy."

"You're… welcome?" he said, not quite sure how to take what just happened. He looked into a mirror by his bed and saw that his lip was still bleeding and now that his adrenaline had died, the pain from it, and the hundreds of sharp scratches, some of which drew bl*od, now really get-ting to him. "Mind if I join you in there?"

"Yeah, actually," she called back. "I need to get cleaned up so I can and I know how you get when we try and shower together. You should look into being so needy, dude."

Beck sat on the edge of the bed, just now noticing that he needed to get rid of the condom, and threw the rubber away. Patiently, he sat on his bed and waited for nearly half an hour for her to get done in the bathroom. When she came out, her thick and coarse hair was up like a pompadour, and it was clear she'd used his hair spray to get her in that shape.

"You need some more products, brosef."

"Kelly, are you really going to keep up this 'b*o' and 'dude' stuff? It was cool at first, but since we're dating, can we at least use normal terms- hon-ey, babe, baby, etc."

"You got a problem with me?" she asked, stretching her body out there, and, thanks to her hair, looking like a rooster as she tried to challenge Beck. "I talk how I talk man, and if you're not down with the lingo, you can go fuck yourself."

As Beck stood up, he knew he should have been listening, but he couldn't help but laugh at her chicken stance, and the giggles escaped his mouth.
"You son of a bitch! You laughing at me, fucker?" she said angrily, Beck trying to control himself while the caricature just got closer and closer to a reality. Before he could manage to stop laughing he felt a sudden and sharp pain to his stomach, barely realizing that he'd just been kneed right in the balls, watching as she grabbed her clothes to redress.

The hot white pain flowed through to his brain and just as he took a step to stop her from leaving, but the pain was too much and he buckled to the sensation. The last thing he recalled was her kicking him in the stomach, luckily with a sandal on, before he heard the door slam behind her and he passed out from exhaustion.