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Right at the entrance to the Bichy house, Billy had arrived with a mixture of nervousness and excitement that was impossible to disappear.

He walked to the door feeling his feet like lead, his hands shaking and not knowing what I was waiting for him on the other side of the door.

Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock.

He knocked and waited for a few long minutes until he heard a broken voice.

"and...it's open...in...come in"

Without asking Billy obeyed immediately he caught on a smell of alcohol, with surprisingly, he saw Vicky sitting in a bad position, dressed only in a half-on white blouse and very short blue shorts. But the most important thing was that he had a perhaps half-full bottle of rum in his hand and another empty one next to it.

His her gaze lost in space and her mouth half open said it all. She was completely drunk for who knows how long, at least that answered her doubts about the strange call.

As if she had not realized his presence, the cheerleader saw him surprised

“hey…there you are…gor…gordo de mi…shit….come come…sit down and…. drink with…with…me” he drawled.

“Uh…thanks but I don't drink” Billy said sitting in front of her.

For an indefinite period of time none of the two of them said something else, Vicky looked into space while she drank and Billy watched her carefully.

His appearance was a mess, he reeked of excessive alcohol, his hands shook so much that the drink spilled all over the straps of his shirt. Your blouse was sagging, showing off your tits too much and your shorts were half torn.

The uncomfortable silence lasted longer and longer, making the situation strange. The fat man didn't know what to do or what to say...what can you say to 2 people after having fucked like crazy 24 hours ago.

“N…you didn't tell…anyone…about…that” Vicky finally spoke.

“not a single person knows”

The girl saw him regaining some of his characteristic rudeness and trying to stand firm in front of Billy, but when she did, her blouse fell lower, revealing part of her nipples.

“good….good…good because it will NEVER happen again….and…I am not…a bitch in heat…who…crawls for a…delicious…oh…shit…for a penis”

Even with his words surely the obese man could notice that the cheerleader's eyes were directed towards his crotch.

“No, I don't…”

“If you did it, you cretin!...don't act...innocent with me, I...I remember all the divine ones...he said...the horny ones...oh...FUCK ALL THE HORRIBLE THINGS YOU DID TO ME! ” Vicky shouted pointing at him.

The young woman's breathing became more agitated while her eyes continued to focus on his crotch.

Even knowing about his condition, Billy did not stay silent and got up annoying.

“And don't act like the Virgin Mary, because you know as well as I do that we BOTH wanted what happened yesterday. Don't force me to do anything! ” he said bluntly.

Vicky bit her lips and looked down with slight sadness, which the young man I take the opportunity to continue talking.

“I heard you clearly yesterday how FASCINATING it was to be with you, to have my cock buried in your pussy while you moaned for more….say what you want but at least I don't deny what happened”

The girl went lower head together with his shoulders, Billy felt great telling all his truths to someone who always felt superior to him.

But it didn't last long as Vicky stood with the bottle in hand and pointed at him with anger in her eyes.

"it's...listen to me well...damn fat man...you are NOTHING to me...and you never will be just...you are just the biggest mistake in my life."

He tried to walk towards him with clear intentions of hitting him with the bottle, the alcohol took its toll on him and he fell when he hit the bottle second step.

“Aw…damn!” ”

Billy forgot about the argument and went to help her.

“Are you okay?…Did you get hurt?” ”

She gave him a weak slap.

“damm no… I don't need your fucking help! ”

Alone the drunk cheerleader tried get up to return to the floor comically.

“I heard…damn…”

It was more than obvious to Billy that Vicky couldn't support herself so he offered his help again.

“eh…Vicky, you're not feeling well, you should rest”

“please…no…no you act self-righteous with... with me... you just needed to go to my bed... bed and that's it," she said as if it were her idea.

“Okay, but I won't help you up alone.”

"Oh no...don't you dare..."

But he did not wait for her permission and grabbed her waist with strength lifting her then with difficulty he carried her

“I told you no”

“I'm sorry, but it's for your own good.”

Now he had the young woman in his arms despite how heavy she was. Billy felt Vicky's skin crawl at the same time I saw him with a certain tenderness.

“I'll take you to your bed,” he said, he decided.

He gathered all his strength and walked to the stairs with his girl in his arms.