Home, to violale Nicky...'s social circle.

James certainly needed something to cheer himself up. After realizing that the high of forcing witless dumb cunts to dance circles for his pleasure was becoming more and more fleeting. Even the feeling of random attractive women being **** to look at his junk and gasping im curiosity as he passed by them on the street was fading with each look. He needed to up the ante somehow, in some way...

Then he realized he needed to take a leak.

He noticed a nearby couple talking on the phone, a beautiful blonde woman (it seemed the majority of adult women he came across were always easy on the eyes), and a fairy fit man, both wearing work out clothing.

"That was such an amazing session! My calves are sore, my deltoids are sore, just...everything! God, I can't wait for that amazing feeling in the morning, it's gonna be just...awesome!!" The woman spit out at a mile a minute before taking a quick drink of a bottled water she had with her. James decided to take care of his current issue here, and try to get excited again about being in a world where could be as rude and crude as he wanted.

"Yeah, I'll bet every part of your body is sore except for that slutty cunt of yours!" James said, patting the woman's shoulder and standing in between the couple, his dick flopping around in front of her face as he chuckled at his 'joke'.

"Uh, hey?" The woman asked, more confused than angry or annoyed at the disruption of their conversation. "It's nice to meet you, I'm Carla, and this is-"

"It doesn't matter." James interrupted, knowing he would ignore the man anyway.

Carla kept her cool. She was incapable of sensing rudeness or being offended by his manner of speech. For all she knew, she was about to make a very, very strange friend.

"Oh...well, okay!" She stated with a bright smile. "How can I help you? Did you know you're naked? And your...thing is really close to my face? You seem really comfortable like this. I haven't seen my boyfriend here naked yet, so this is all actually a pretty interesting experience!"

Ugh, a blabbermouth. He couldn't wait to shut this tramp up. Without any sort of warning or explanation, he grabbed her head with his two hands, forcing his cock into her mouth. The surprised blonde, used to having her mouth free to yap as much as she could, found herself needing to remember to breath, considering how much of her throat was now blocked by his appendage.

"Uh, sir? Could I ask what you're doing to my girlfriend?" The man next to the unlucky bimbo asked.

"Didn't you know, dude? I could tell from afar. Besides being an obvious cunt, your girlfriend has all the makings of a human toilet."

The man seemed to slowly nod, coming to the slow realization that he must be right. His cock seemed to fit so nicely into her mouth. Perhaps that's what her mouth was for...

As the naive boyfriend pondered over what other women in his life might make good toilets, James had already begun taking his leak, allowing the flow of his yellow piss to enter the blabbermouth's stomach. She turned out to be more of a team player then he thought, easily gulping down his liquid.

After a few minutes, James had relieved himself and decided to leave without saying another word. As he left, he could hear what the man must have been planning to do the whole time before James had even interrupted them. He had gotten off his chair and on one knee, holding up a box.

"Will you be my best friend, my soul mate...my toilet?"

James burst out into some very audible laughter. He couldn't wait to come home and tell his 'wife' about this.

"Bitch, I'm home!" James announced in the same sing song manner the normal phrase would usually be said in.

"We're in the kitchen!" Nicky said from further inside the house.

"We're?..." James thought to himself. Had that idiot husband of hers come back? He immediately made his way to the kitchen to investigate.

There, standing in front of his current 'wife' was one hell of a MILF. A Japanese woman wearing a flowery sundress. And from what it looked like, Nicky had already explained to her what was going on, or at least what was going on as far as she knew. They both looked over at him as he entered.

"Welcome back, baby!" Nicky said, walking over to him and wrapping her arms around James's neck, giving him a long, passionate kiss, the type she hadn't even given to her own husband.

When she broke the kiss, she finally got to explain. "Babe, this is a close friend of mine, Hana. She decided to visit, and I've been explaining to her what's been going on."

"Yes, it's a shame about her regular husband, but from what she's told me, you've made an excellent replacement husband." Hana said without a hint of suspicion in her voice. Just like everyone else in Haven, she bought everything that was told her. "If you don't mind, could I stay over for the weekend? Nicky told me you're the head of the household, so I needed to get your permission. I've been lonely since my daughter moved out and my husband left to travel for work. I could use the company."

"I don't see why not." James said, pulling at Nicky's arm. "Um, bitch, can I talk to you for a second?"

James pulled Nicky back out to the living room.

"What's wrong, James?"

"I think I just realized something about your close friend."

"Oh? What is it?"

"She's in love with you."