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Of course Sirius's association was far above Ashley's. Ashley couldn't deny that she was expecting too much. A Sirius Brown had interest in someone and never touch them? Huh, don’t be a joke. Bubba was a normal man who was too healthy and strong. There was no way he'd kept himself that long just for her.

Scott Baker, sex therapist, member of that well known professional body, BIST. Bryony could not believe what she was hearing, and shrieked, "Holy fuck! No way! Is he actually serious, Jules?" Her partner nodded in confirmation. "Hold on a minute," Bryony said, "what about men? Is our Scott going to turn gay?"

As the others laughed, Miss Booby groaned and angrily held Dennis's arm, crying to him like a little girl, "Did you hear what she called me? I want her out! Who even invited her here?" The moment she threw that question, Dennis pulled his arm away from her and said, giving her a gentle push back, "She's not wrong. Why are you walking around like a slut? Is this your work uniform now?" Her face turned red in embarrassment, as the others cackled, and one of the boys said to her, "You never wear this when we're around, Bianca. Why today? Could it be you wore this specially for Dennis?" "Shut up!" Bianca snapped, frowning her face.

I sobbed as he held me. Normal POV "That was amazing as usual" Cassandra said panting. Bobby rolled his eyes as he got off her naked body. "You're lying" He said walking over to clothes that were thrown on the floor. "No, I would never lie to you, I'm serious" "I know you are, My head isn't in it today, I can't believe I'm actually saying this but I don't feel like having sex" Bobby confessed. Cassandra gave him a puzzled look. "Is everything okay?" Cassandra asked.

And so we could converse freely. With a deep sigh, I raised my hand at the bartender. "I'll take that beer then," "Why's he raisin' his hand?" The man drawled in a thick southern accent. "Sissy?" I glared at him, then at my brother who erupted in laughs. I was NOT a sissy. For fuck sake, half the female population in America wanted to bang me. Well, at least the half I hadn't banged yet. I knew how I looked in the damn mirror. I had tabloids using my name on headlines just so they could get more audience. And while half the things they yapped about were true, they certainly weren't far off from the truth.