SEVENTY FOUR

"Drake is going to kill me," Prince deadpans. I agree with him. Drake would surely kill him. Being his best friend all this time, Prince has known where that player put his safety net a.k.a condoms. Perhaps inside one of the drawers in his bedroom.

Who would have thought that his own best friend would steal a condom in his bedroom to fuck his sister while he's not around?

Oh my God, it starts to sound worse than criminality.

Part of me hurts for Drake. It just seems so wrong that we ‘redoing this behind his back.

But then, we're just so messed up. None of us is able to hold back anymore. We're too crazy about each other. In my case, admitting that fact has taken quite some time and much stupidity. But now, I finally realize that Prince is actually just as crazy as I am about him.

I sit up and watch as Prince unbuckles his belt, starting to take off his pants. He begins to put the condom on, and my mouth hangs open as I see his cock. I've never seen that kind of thing before, so I