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down the line of the V of his abs which led down to his bush of dark hair. I could feel his pubic hair against my pussy, spreading my wetness on him. I felt his cock throbbing harder than ever, its head nudging my ass hole. I was ready now. It was my time.
    “You’re a fucking bastard, Brandon. You got that right?”
    He laughed. “Yeah. I heard you.”
    “Good,” was all I said. I tilted my body down over him, and pushed back. My body’s push forced his hardness into the only available place it could go – my slick and hungry vagina. I pushed down, and felt my pussy expand as it absorbed him and then shocked and full, I pushed down so my clitoris rubbed against his body. I felt the first wave of drunken desire blend into a hint of ecstasy. He groaned. “Shut up.” I said.  I pushed my body up and almost pulled away. The head of his penis lingered between my labia. I teased him. I teased myself. I was hot now, filled with lust and I needed to be full. I pushed back down on him, hard, until I absorbed every millimetre of his manhood. Then I ground my body around, pushing my mound onto him, thrusting up and back, riding him, making his penis rub the hottest pleasure-pain makers in my entire body. It felt like I was going to burst. I groaned and so did he. “Shut up,” I whispered, as heat and an explosion of sweetness flooded upwards from the throbbing in my clitoris. I was gone. I groaned and pushed and rocked down on him, making his cock stick into the deep of me. I hated him, but he felt so good inside me. Then I felt his body tense - his cock swelling so I knew he was about to cum. I opened my eyes and looked at his closed eyes and open mouth and I grinned. I pushed my hands down onto his stomach and pushed my body up and off him. His throbbing manhood was slick with my juices. His eye blinked open, but he was too far gone to stop what was about to happen. I watched his cock throb up and spurt a shot of pearl white cum into the air, landing on his abdomen, and into the mess of his pubic hair. As he groaned and reached for me, I was already pulling on my jeans.
    “Ashley… Ash.”
    “Shut up Brandon. It’s finished.”
    “What? That was so good.”
    “I’m leaving Brandon.”
    “But what about what we just did…?”
    “That was just my way of saying goodbye.”
    “You’re joking, right?” He sat up.
    “No. I’m leaving.”
    “But you’ve got nowhere to live… except here with me.”
    “Maybe. But I’d rather be homeless than spend another minute with a lying, cheating scumbag like you.”
    I walked away to the door, knowing he couldn’t follow me unless he wanted Amanda to see all his personal mess in all its glory.
    “Remember what I said to you, Ashley. Remember? I warned you.”
    I shook my head at him and closed the door.  I passed Amanda in the living room. She looked across at me with red cheeks and angry eyes. She had heard everything, of course. I didn’t care.
    “Don’t sweat it. He’s all yours, Amanda.”
    I left her festering and walked out into the street, slamming the door behind me. I had taken a small slice of revenge, and I felt a tinge of happiness. I was homeless, totally alone, but I knew the toughest times lay ahead.

Five
     
    Maybe I was kidding myself that my little goodbye sex with Brandon was to punish him but I knew after leaving him in that state, his ego would be bruised. I knew him well enough by then to know he would be humiliated and enraged. By leaving him like that I was throwing salt into the wound. But he had opened enough wounds in me that the guy deserved a good few of his own. I was homeless now but I still had some money left. I swung by Purdy’s without any shame or apology and picked up the money that I was owed. Thankfully I saw Reggie, not Purdy, so didn’t get any more hassle. All in I’d worked up almost four hundred pounds at the expense of my studies. Now that phase of my life was over. With Penny gone, and even my lesser friends like