*Le gasp* a plot-twist

A husky but distinct feminine voice calls out from behind you " enough playing with him, just tell him what is really going on.. please." Amy looks sheepish before pointedly looking over your shoulder. leaning in to whisper in your ear, "do you really think I would air any problems with our relationship to someone I know would lie or give bad advise? I forgive you in any case I was laying it on too thick."

The voice from before comes into view, a sense of familiarity washes over you, you recognize her but at the same time don't. She is shy and almost apologetic, like she had wronged you prior. It hits you rather suddenly, you realize why some the woman features you remember. Your initial surge of anger is immediately halted by both the confusion of her posture and new appearance. "I see you remember who I was," she said with a wince. "I won't deny I was an absolute bitch, but there is more to the story than what you knew. I know it doesn't excuse my behavior, but it would give you some context you are missing." The woman who had when you last saw her had been the very menace Amy had just mentioned. "I'll say, so why reach out know, and what's your new name?" "Sarah and has a I said long story, the short-ish version, my father was piece of shit, drunk, lazy, alcoholic, hypocritical, good for nothing, die hard republican type of shit stain. Hated everything and everyone, I grew up with so much confusion and self loathing I just lashed out. When the bastard died, I end up with couple that were good and got me help after getting me to pull my head out of my ass. Everything kind of spiraled in one mess of emotions, in therapy I realized why I lashed out at you specifically. A part was my subconscious frustration regarding my repressed identity, but... I also kindofhadacrsuhthatIcouldn'tdoanythingabout! "the words pored out rapidly, slowing them down in your mind has Sarah blushed, I kind of had a crush that I couldn't do anything about, oh... That actually explained it better than she thought.

A wry grin a you asked "pulling pigtails?" Wouldn't I have to be antagonist in that story? Her blush got worse, and part of me realized what was happening.

"So this is not purely an apology then," Amy pulls Sarah in for a kiss "nope but a threesome and maybe more is you think she's made up for her past mistakes."

Oh, my cock springs up has much has it can in my pants, creating a very noticeable bulge.