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Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

She was so close he could almost kiss her. Then she took his hands, sliding them up her thighs. He caressed her skin with the tips of his fingers, without even knowing he was. He didnt even have time to thank her before she left. He placed his head in his hands sighing softly. What had just happened, what was going on He was left hard as a rock thinking about her. He knew she could have seen his arousal, his pants were tight enough. Thank you. He murmered to the closed door Well back to the real world. Brandon stood and headed to the door. For a brief moment he considered telling mark that his sister was a stripper. Itd serve her right all the times shed gotten better test scores than him. He smiled at that thought. Shed won in the end, finishing first in their high school class, to his second, but he knew she deserved it. Of course hed never tell her that. On the other hand he couldnt tell Mark, hed kill him, best friend or not He walked out and when a manager asked him if he was pleased he smiled and nodded, Shes very good sir. He said as he left, waving at Chris who had another girl trying to entice him into a dance. Im heading out man. He called to him. Chris tried to follow, probably to pester him about his dance, But Brandon only shrugged and left. How in the world was he going to go to sonday dinner at Marks house the next day? Hed never be able to look Ami in the face again. God she was beautiful. Why had he never noticed?
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Ami quickly returned home after the dance, she requested an early night. The club owner didn't mind, she had made enough money that night. She knew tomorrow that Brandon would be coming over for dinner, like he always did. He was like family in their home. She wondered if he'd tell Mark. If he did, Mark would kill both of them Ami for stooping down to such a job, and Brandon for doing such a thing with his sister. When she got home, she quickly put all of her stuff away and locked her bottom drawer. She went into the bathroom and showered, washing away the hair spray in her hair, and the make up that hid her young face. So far no one in her family had seen her face when she got home from the club, they'd be shocked to see her dolled up. But luckily, everyone was asleep when she got home. She got out of the shower, got dressed into her night gown and returned to her room. She flopped in bed groaning about how much her feet hurt, she hated wearing heels. Not to mention... she had that encounter with Brandon. It would forever be the purple hippo in the room that only they would see. She showed him her breasts, she let him run his hands up her thighs, and just like that, the moment was done. She was unaware how aroused she had left him, but she knew when she left, he saw her in a new light. Ami gradually fell asleep while thinking about it, she'd have just as nervous of a day tomorrow as this day had been.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Bang bang bang. Mark knocked on Amis door bursting in, trying to be quiet but obviously drunk. He tripped over her hamper and crashed on the foot of her bed. Oh man, oh man Im so fucked Im so fucked. Mark moaned. Laying on the foot of the bed, Brandons so going to kill me. But damn she was good oh shit Ami what do I do? Brandon went home and climbed into his bed, finding himself still hard. He found his cock in his hand, his eyes closing as he came almost instantly thinking about her.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Ami was jerked out of her sleep when Mark came busting into her room. She glared at him feeling a bit annoyed, and let out a sigh. She didn't appreciate Mark coming in, talking about Brandon's ex girlfriend. She quite frankly didn't care who Mark slept with and she was never fond of the girl. Brandon chose the slut over her. Ami considered it an insult. What's it to me? They broke up... she's no longer his business. But you might want to go get tested for AIDS in the morning.., Ami said as she crawled out of bed and tugged on her brother's arm, pulling him up and dragging him to the door and down the hall to his room. I finally got to sleep and you came bursting into my room. I love you dearly, but I don't feel like seeing you right now, get some sleep, she said with a grunt as she pushed him onto his bed and stepped out of the room, returning to hers. When she got to her room, it hit her. If Mark told Brandon, Brandon might get mad and want to get even. What if he told Mark about the lap dance to get even? She found herself running back to Mark's room. Don't tell Brandon, okay? Just don't. She's no longer his girlfriend, its none of his business. What he doesn't know doesn't hurt him right? She added before going back to her room once more.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Fuck no Im not going to tell him, you saw Bobs Face after Brandon was through with him. Jesus Christ he was pissed. I mean I guess Id be pissed too if my girlfriend had the nerve to French kiss me with the taste of another mans seed in her mouth. Hes hurtin bad Ami, and I just went and made it worse. I mean for god sakes, Chris said Brandon went to a strip club last night. Thats totally not like him. He should have jammed on his guitar or hell gone to get coffee, or what ever you bookish people do. He went to have a half naked woman rub all over him. Mark Said, You used to be friends with him too, dont you see it? What do I do? but by this point mark realized he was alone and he wasnt sure how much his sister learned. Brandon got up early the next day and began his morning ruteen, starting by working out, his stomach muscles rippling with the sit-ups and then followed them by push-ups. Brandon was one of those guys who was a walking contradiction. He proclaimed to be a nerd, but looked like a star athlete. He wasnt a bit rebellious, yet had more concert t-shirts and black clothing than a gang of Goths. He then showered and drove to Marks house, where their mother let him in with a smile, Brandon, so good to see you. She said hugging him close. I heard about your ex-girlfriend, thats so sad. She said ushering him inside, No its really ok. Mark tried to reassure her. Marks still passed out, had a few too many probably. She said fluttering around the livingroom straightening a spotless room. I can Ask Ami to come down and sit with you until he gets up though. Brandon only could nod and try not to blush, he couldnt say no, for he never minded Amis company, or never used to anyway, and he couldnt let hr mother know anything was wrong. .
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Ami was in her room on her bed drawing when her mom came knocking on the door and peaked in. Ami quicked turned around and cocked her head, Yes?, she asked her mother. Brandon's down stairs. Mark's still in bed and Brandon's alone in the front room, why don't you go give him company?, her mother said sweetly then shut the door. Ami quickly got pale in the face. She forgot Brandon was coming over for dinner. Why did Mark have to get drunk last night of all nights? Sure, Brandon and Ami had been friends once upon a time, but eventually, he and Mark got closer. She sighed and got up from the bed. She gazed at herself in the mirror, she was still in her night gown. She turned around and went to her closet to get dressed. Soon she came slowly walking down stairs dressed in a pink short skirt, short enough to embarrass her mom, but no where near as short as the previous evening. It showed off the curvy legs that Brandon had got the feel. And instead of a skimp school girl shirt, she was wearing a Hello Kitty t-shirt, it was a bit too tight in the bust. She wasn't within Brandon's view, but her presence was made known when her mom walked past and scolded, Ami! We have company tonight.. do you honestly want to wear that?, her mother said as she glared at her, then returned to the kitchen. Ami let out a sigh and made her way to the livingroom where Brandon sat. She sat down on the love seat across from him, not once looking at him as if he wasn't even in the room.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Brandon smiled as he heard their mother scold Amy, and he couldnt wait to see her when she walked in. I think you look nice. He said trying not to smile too much, Its a very sexily innocent outfit. He said, his mind flashing to the night before. You know I think this only like the second time Ive seen you in a skirt. He said trying to act like nothing was different, even though the unspoken was of course, the other time was last night. He found that he couldnt keep his eyes from her and he finally blushed and looked away. Hi Amy. He said in a louder voice, his earlier comments said in a low tone so she could hear him not where her mother could hear. I think you look very nice. He said louder again for her mothers benefit down the hall. Brandon then fell silent not really sure what to say now, Wheres mark? Recovering from fuckking my ex too? he said obviously a tease, but he had no idea how close to the truth his words really were.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Ami just looked at him emotionless as he fed compliments to her. She was almost certain he was just trying to pick on her or sound like a gentlemen in front of her mother. She crossed her arms and crossed her legs thinking, You were too busy with your slutty girlfriends to notice my normal attire She wasn't dressed any differently than she normally did. Her mother was a very formal person and would usually urge everyone in the house to be dressed presentable when company was over. But since it was Brandon, things were always a little more relaxed. But then, Brandon made the comment about Mark and his ex. It took her off guard and by surprise. How did you kn---, she quickly asked him but then stopped herself after realizing it was just a joke, a horrible joke, and an unfortunately true joke. She place her hands on her mouth and her eyes grew wide as she gazed at Brandon. She slowly shook her head as if she were telling him not to react or do anything about it.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Brandons face went ashen. I was kidding but, you werent. he said his voice low even, How did I know? Well maybe because she apparently has stolen away all my friends, and I should haveknown better than to trust my best friend. Then even louder as he stood up, all that muscle uncoiling as the sleaves of his white t-shirt bulged as he clenched his fists, Mark Im gonna fuckin kill you! he called even louder, beginning to move steadfastly towards Marks room and then just stopped in place. He couldnt beat up his best friend, even if he deserved it, not with his mother and sister around. Mark covered his face with his big hands and turned away from her, before he slowly started walking towards the door, Thanks for telling me Ami. He said his voice cold, emotionless, masking the pain she would know he felt. The confusion, first the night before now this.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Ami got up and grabbed onto his arm. Don't go.., she said softly. She looked up at him in the eyes, You're not as innocent.., she said coldly, referring to the night before, He wasn't planning on telling you, and you know the girl is a tramp, are you honestly surprised? She raised a brow and crossed her arms as she questioned him. It was a bit of a hypocritical situation. But then again, if Mark found out what she and Brandon had done, he'd kill Brandon. But this was a chance for them to remain even. She grabbed onto his arm dragging him back to the couch without waiting for a response from him, and sat down next to him, Just sit.., she said softly. She moved back to the love seat across from him. She gazed at him as if she were critiquing him. So what did you see in the little skank anyways?, she asked him insensitively, not caring if he found it offensive or not. She flipped her hair back behind her shoulders as she asked.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Brandon let her lead him back to the couch, he couldnt seem to do anything but what she wanted when she touched him. He sat there and seemed happy she was sitting beside him, until she moved. When she spoke he looked stunned again before he stood up again, I really should go. He said evenly his voice low, Maybe because she actually acted like she wanted me at first. And wasnt afraid to show me either. He said, and it was unclear whether hed worded that as a dig at her desires for him that had been written in her body language the night before. Brandon was seething inwardly, but other than the flexing of his jaw muscles as he ground his teeth and his arm muscles as his fists clenched and released he seemed calm as he stood there ready to leave after that retaliatory shot at her.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Ami glared at him, and let out a sarcastic laugh, Yeah, and every other guy she ran into. She had real talent too, she could tell them with their cocks in her mouth, she said as she crossed her arms. She was a lot different from Brandon's ex, they never got along. Mostly Ami was just envious of the girl, part of it was her angry at Brandon for over-looking her all of those years. She got up and headed for the stares, Guys are such a pain..., she mumbled, hoping he'd hear her. She wasn't about to throw herself at a guy like the skank Brandon dated. If Brandon wanted her, he'd come after her.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

What the fuck he thought, now she was acting like the wounded party. Brandon blushed at her words, yes Mel had been a good cocksucker, Brandons personal favorite but tht wasnt the point. Where are you going Ami? Brandon said moving after her. Why the hell are you pissed at me, for god sakes Ami, you never once acted like you wanted me, forgive me for feeling flattered that someone as Popular as Mel Wanted me. I mean Iknow shes a jerk and a whore now, but that doesnt erase what I thought I felt for her. If youd wanted me so bad maybe you should have actually tried to show me you wanted me. And he blushed, I mean Im not suggesting you do wht she did but getting higher marks on a exam than I got, isnt exactly a good pick-up line, after you grew brests, you like avoided me like the plague save in an academic Arena. Brandonsad hs voice speaking low and rapidely his hand out as if he had thought of grabbing her and then thought better of it. I was lonely, she flattered me, made me feel good. Oh forget it you wont get it. He said, Oh wait you might, yore pretty good at making strange guys feel pretty good arent you. He said. He knew he shouldnt have said it the moment he did, but even if he knew Mel was a whore he still didt like anyone isulting her shed done a number on him thats for sure.
Thread: Your Best Friend's Sister By Day (Gladiator n Muffin)

Ami turned to him, Oh so, you never considered me because I wasn't popular?, she let out a small smirk, Are you honestly surprised she cheated on you? This is why I never tried anything... girls like me have to try to get a guys attention, we can't be ourselves, we have to act like those two faced skanks who always get the guy. And before we know it, we're one of them, no longer ourselves.. She looked up at him and poked him in the chest, And don't talk to me like I'm some tramp. You were the first guy in that bar to ever lay a finger on me! His comment about her knowing how to please men was like a stab. She was in no way trampy. Sure, men got to see her chest and watch her dance, but that was Tink, not Ami. Brandon had definitely pushed it with that comment. It was now more than obvious that Ami liked him and had always liked him. She always felt incompetent because he always had more desirable girls dating him and Ami wasn't exactly Prom Queen. Ami turned around and continued down the hall to her room. Mark's bedroom door crept open and his head peaked out after hearing yelling coming from the hallway, What's going on here...?, he asked in a sleepy voice.
Thread: The wrong hiding place

Valhra ran through the woods, trying to lose the pursuers that kept her trail so closely. She moved silently, barely brushing the foliage around her, and alternating from running low on the ground, and swinging up to the tips of the trees... Still it did not seem to matter how she evaded and weaved through the forest, they were getting closer. Panic coursed through her, until she was dashing wildly, her eyes searching for somewhere to hide, anywhere to go. She didn't want to be caught, forced into a life of slavery. When her village was attacked two weeks ago by these humans she thought her people could stand their own... But was horribly wrong. Their magic was powerful and when her people fell, they were captured. A few ran, like her, to escape their binding magic and horrible collars. She didn't know what happened to them... Only what was happening to her as she failed to escape. Finally her eyes land on a house in the woods, huge and impressive. She could hide there, at least until the search died down. She smiled, and sprang into the clearing, running into the house through a partially ajar door. She paused, before hesitantly going in further, trying to find somewhere to hide. She normally hated intruding on people, but surely... Surely they would understand.
Thread: The wrong hiding place

A soft sigh escaped his lips, for Ivan the house was too big and even though he had the ability to do things without much effort, the loneliness was like an itch that he could not get rid off. His dark brown eyes would glance from the furnished kitchen over to the fire place. The chandlier making the whole room glow, yet even the light did not seem to bring life to the house. A suggestion from his good friend William went through his mind, about getting a human slave, it was common practice for vampires to have one or more and best of all was that there were many he could choose from at a very affordable price. But still he found it quite annoying to travel outside and as good of a friend William was, he did not trust him not to play tricks, like sending a slave which he knew, Ivan would hate. Just as he thought of heading towards the slave market, the silence in the house broke, he could hear the sound of faint foot steps, he did not expect company so the first thing that came to mind was an enemy, yet then the sound of a heart beat pushed that thought away, a human he thought with a smile. Deciding to greet that person, he rose up to his feet, cautiously heading towards his room, so this person had discovered the small getaway door which he kept open so it was easier to go out at night when he needed a meal. As he reached his room, which was quite simple to say the least, with a bed as well as a closet along with a protrait of his late mother on the wall, his thoughts were to whether this human was a male or female.
Thread: The wrong hiding place

Valhra closed the door behind her hastily, but still silently. She didn't want her pursuers finding where she had entered, especially since it was more then likely that they would find this mansion very quickly. If she left clues to where she had entered... She shook her head of the though, not wanting to imagine what life might await her if she was made into a slave. Instead she moved further into the room, which was to her surprise a bedroom. She looked for a hiding spot, in case the trackers decided to search the house, or ask the owner to do the same. She thought about seeking out whoever lived here, but for now that would be unwise. She did not know their views on slavery, and could very well turn her over if they found her trespassing. The first thing she spotted was the closet... But that had the nasty tendency to be opened. Even if just to look for clothing, it was an easy hiding place to find. Other than that there seemed to be no other places to tuck away... Until she again looked at the bed and gave a mental groan. It seemed so childish, hiding under the bed... But she had little choice now. She crawled under quickly, adjusting the sheets and blanket to hide her from casual view... And prepared for a long wait.
Thread: The wrong hiding place

He entered the room in wonder if he would find the human who had intruded into his mansion, not really minding that fact. But it had been so long since anyone humans had entered the house and he did miss listening to their heart beats and also their continuous talk of doom and gloom. All the people he had met were aristrocrats and all they were concerned about was when they were going to die. Each time they would try to persuade him to change them yet he would politely give them hope by saying that he would think about it. It was quite amusing to watch humans hold on to, a thing like hope and the despair they felt as that light faded away. He had expected to find the human inside his room, yet it brought a grin to his lips as the room was empty just as it had been left before. The silence that had been upheld in this house for so long, still had not returned, the steady beating of that person's heart could be heard ever so clearly. Hmm... where could that person have gone, I was quite sure I heard a noise from around here somewhere. He said to himself in an effort to feign confusion. He approached his bed, sitting down on it. Knowing full well the human which from the steady silent breathing he could not hear clearly was a girl, had been hiding beneath the bed. But where was the fun of ending this hide and seek game so soon. Aargh, perhaps I ll take a nap, must have been imagining intruders. He said, rather loudly before he leaned his head down kneeling to find the girl. Hmm what have we here, and whom might you be and what might you be doing in my house, dear girl? He asked with a raised brow, stepping a few feet back, beckoning her to come out.
Thread: The wrong hiding place

She stayed under the bed, patient as she heard footsteps approaching. Was it possible that someone had heard her? She had walked carefully, trying to stay silent.... Perhaps they simply had a form of alarm, or were heading up to bed. Though, the timing on the last one was bad. It was already late in the evening, if this bed would be occupied someone would be resting in it by now. The door opened, and Valhra could hear footsteps enter and pause. A deep baritone voice cut through the silence, slightly louder than it needed to be. She winced some, suspecting she knew what would happen next.... And there it was, another loud statement addressing the seemingly empty room, followed he her meeting the other man's eyes as he pressed his cheek against the cool floor. His brow was raised, a note of amusement on his face. Valhra gave an inward sigh at having been discovered so quickly... And hiding under his bed like some nighttime monster no less! She crawled out, unsure how to make such an action seem elegant, and slowly rose to her feet. Her placid green eyes hid the humiliation and fear that twisted inside of her, a shield of deceit between the two of them. I apologise for having intruded upon your home. She started, knowing by now he spotted the curved length of her ears, her arched eyebrows, and delicately tilted eyes. My name is Valhra, I am a survivor of a raid upon my home some weeks ago. I fear I had to seek refuge in your home to escape my pursuers. She took a moment to consider her next words, weighing each carefully. I apologize again for any disturbance I might have caused, and if you allow me to seek sanctuary here, then I will do my best to be a fine guest, and repay you generous charity.