"Dawn, it's enough!"

"Dawn, it's eno—" I tried to talk some sense into my best friend but she didn't listen and just poured the wine down my throat.

"Daw—!" I coughed and the red liquid gushed out of my mouth, running down my chin and soiling my shirt.

"C'mon, drink!" Dawn whispered, bent down and slurped the wine from my chin.

Hastily, I closed my mouth and swallowed the cheap, sour wine while the skinny girl continued to pour the wine over me.

"Dawn, what the hell are you doing?" I snapped at her and finally wrenched the bottle out of her hand.

My best friend flinched and looked at me with glassy eyes.

With a deep sigh, I put my right arm around Dawn's back, pulled her sideways down on the couch and rolled on top of her. I put the almost empty bottle on the ground, drew my arm out from under her body and tried to stand up when she wrapped her legs around my hips and pushed me back down. My crutch bumped against her pubic bone, squeezing my hard cock.

"Mmh...," the skinny girl moaned and moved her hips up and down slowly, rubbing her private parts against the bulge inside my jeans.

"Dawn...," I sighed, tempted to work off my erection on her lusting pubic mound, but closed my eyes and pushed myself away from her, "You don't know what you're doing!"

"Noo...," my best friend pouted as I freed myself from her feeble embrace.

Swiftly, I took off my wine soaked shirt, sat her up and sighed, "Now, get up!"

Sitting down beside her, I put her arm around my neck and supported her waist before I lifted her from the couch.

"You're. SO. Strong!" Dawn whispered into my ear approvingly while feeling up my rather average pecs.

The skinny woman wasn't much of a help and mostly giggled while we stumbled into the hall.

"I bet, yoouu...," she cooed as we reached the small stairs, "Can carry me upstairs!"

"Dawn, come on!" I groaned when the drunken girl suddenly made herself extra heavy.

"Aaall alone!" Dawn adds theatrically.

It was no use. I couldn't get her upstairs like that if she didn't help me, so I let her slip down to the floor slowly. Kneeling beside her, I turned Dawn on her back, shoved my right arm under her upper body and sat her up.

"Dan... Dan...," she whispered, her head resting against my shoulder, and exhaled, "I love you!"

These simple words caused a lump in my throat instantly.

I knew that she didn't mean it. Not the way I wanted her to.

It hurt.

Why the fuck does it hurt? I thought with closed eyes and took a deep breath.

Put her to bed! I ordered myself, shoved my left forearm below her knee pits and pulled her body against me.

"Mh...," Dawn groaned before smiling with a peaceful expression on her face.

I lifted her off the parquet and stood up slowly when I suddenly heard a low trickling sound.

"Dawn?" I was slightly confused, "Dawn... what...?"

Instinctively, I let her legs slip down and struggled with her upper body until she sat in the spreading puddle on the floor. Being careful with her head, I laid her down and stepped back.

"Damn, Dawn! What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked upset and looked at her.

The dark, wet spots on my best friends tights spread and it seemed that she was still peeing her pants.

I should let you sleep like that! I thought while their clothes soaked up more and more of the liquid.

Then again, I sighed and felt pity for her, I should clean her up and put her to bed...

"I hate you!" I whispered because she still managed to control me when she was passed out drunk.