Join Brandon in his room

With the other choices being going down to Tyler or staying here with the sex noises, I reluctantly followed Brandon into his room. Despite all my careful laid plans, I somehow found myself {if followed=true}back {endif}where I least wanted to be.

"So, want to talk about what you saw yesterday?" Brandon said, taking a sip of beer.

"I saw that you somehow had broken down a good woman, and made her do despicable things for you."

"Is it so difficult to believe that she did all that of her own free will?"

"I'm sure you **** her somehow."

"Have I tried to coerce you?"

Thinking back, I couldn't think of anything he had done that I hadn't let him do. He had asked me to follow him upstairs, but hadn't tried to **** me. {if followed=true}He had shown off his dick to me, but {if blowjob=true}I had been the one to initiate the blowjob. {else}that was about it. {endif}{endif}{if fingered=true}He had fingered me in class, but I could have easily stopped him.{endif} He had backed off from the bet about Jessica when I told him to. He had been insistent in badgering me, but truthfully I hadn't done everything I could to get rid of him. I had agreed to meet him everyday this week. The asshole had been surprisingly considerate, in his own weird way.

"I'm not like her," I said instead.

"Are you still sure of that?"

He had put down his beer and was suddenly standing very close to me. To close.

"Just let go Em," he whispered. "It will feel much better."

To my horror, he was leaning in for a kiss."