And he was right. At least about him ending up in prison. There was no way this was unavoidable. He was going to kill Terry, and then call the police. Much like he had done when he thought he'd killed his uncle years ago with a baseball bat. His mind raced back to the task at hand. What was Terry's fucking address? 246? Or 426 London Ave? Didn't matter, he'd beat down both doors if he had to. He pulled up to the 246 and saw Terry's car. He took a deep breath and got out. He walked quietly up the stairs to his door. He was about to kick that shit in, when Terry opened the door. Terry had been scrambling around his apartment grabbing his wallet and keys. He had just hung up with Darren and he couldn't believe it. Brandon was going to try to kill him? Fuck! Just as soon as he had grabbed everything, he flung open the door and came face to face with him! The expression on Brandon's face was murderous. Brandon was startled for about two seconds, bu

Brandon continued to stare at her. "But you told Darren," he accused. "I knew he could help me," Sienna said, and as soon as those words left her mouth, she regretted it. The look he gave her, made her feel so guilty. Brandon shook his head slowly. "I see. He can help you with all of your problems," he said while getting up from the couch. He moved the ice bag to his other hand and walked to the kitchen. "No BT, that's not what I meant. I meant--" He slammed the icebag down in the sink with a loud clank. "You lied to me and went behind my back!! So what the fuck exactly DID you mean?!" he yelled at her. "I was trying to avoid this!" Sienna screamed back at him. "I didn't want you in trouble Brandon," she continued in a softer tone. "I love you so much, and I did ALL of this to keep you out of SP holding and to avoid you going to jail," she said lowering her voice. Brandon was breathing hard. He knew she had a po

Sienna would giggle and clap her hands and want him to read more. She and her father never really talked much, but she knew he was always there in her corner. She started thinking about her mother also. She really didn't know much about her. Sienna had been so young when she left. She remembered her father and mother arguing all the time. It was just bits and pieces of memory that she glued together over the years to make sense of their relationship. Only thing she knew was that she looked a lot like her mom, which she was sure pained her father even more. Sienna walked out into the backyard. "Hi daddy," she quietly said, as she approached him. Jackson looked up from his book and smiled. He was happy to see her. "Hey darling, how have you been?" he asked, while standing to hug her. She hugged him back. She had missed his hugs. "I'm good, how are you?" "I'm alright." The both of them sat down, and stared out into the bac

"Does it feel good, Sienna?" Brandon asked while stroking deeper into her eager pussy. "Mmm," was all Sienna could think of to say. "Tell me how it feels," Brandon commanded, while one of his hands yanked her hair. "Ohh, damn. It feels so good baby. I can't--uh, I can't think." Sienna loved this position. She knew many people thought that missionary was boring, but with someone you are insanely in love with, feeling their weight on top of you, and being able to look them in the face while they made love to you...there was nothing more sexual or romantic than that. Brandon began to pick up the pace, and fuck her harder. Damn, he loved this girl so much. She made his senses crazy. Threw him off track. He started kissing her mouth. He knew she could taste her juices on his lips. The bed began to give, and slam into his wall while Sienna relea

Sienna's mouth dropped. She just stood there looking at the door where Rachel had gracefully exited. Back in the club, Sienna quickly walked back to Chris and pulled him aside. "That woman, Rachel. The red head who was at the ball with BT, she's here!" Chris smiled, "You didn't kill her, did you?" "No, but she--she came on to me!" Sienna said, still trying to wrap her head around. Chris laughed. Sienna was still in shock. "I mean, I'm pretty sure she did. Do you think she's a lesbian?" she tried to whisper to him over the music. "I don't know, but you sure know how to pull them," Chris whispered back to her. Sienna playfully punched him in the shoulder and went to go find Lori. When they arrived back at Brandon's, Lori decided to spend the night. They were sitting on the couch watching some old romantic classic and gulping down mouthfuls of popcorn. Sienna thought of Brandon. She loved him so much. She w