Brad moaned and quickly pulled his hands from under the table, feeling sick and dizzy. Alfred sat there with an enormous grin on his pale face – obviously thinking that Brad was returning the pass – and his foot still on Brad's inner thigh. Winking, Alfred slowly slipped his foot straight into Brad's crotch, not bothered that Gina was on her way back.
Gina smiled at a man she knew in the restaurant before returning to her seat, placing the bill in front of Alfred. "$50…pay now!" She grinned, seeing the confused look on Alfred's face. "B-but, but…" He spluttered, not finding the words to express his anger. Gina butted in quickly, "Look. The sooner_YOU_pay the bill, the sooner_WE_can get outta here and help Brad!"
Brad saw Alfred's red lips curve into a smirk as he thought. Alfred pulled $50 out of his wallet and handed it to Gina. Taking the money, Gina went into the restaurant and paid, leaving Alfred to move up next to Brad. "You hear that, Brad? You're coming home with us!" He began to rub Brad's shoulders in what he hoped was a seductive way, "We're gonna have sooo much fun!"
Before Brad could open his mouth to explain to Alfred his mistake, Gina had come back and was already tugging Alfred down the street to her house. Brad sighed and then prayed to God that Alfred would be tired once they got back to Gina's…how wrong he was…
Alfred sang in a high-pitched tone as they walked down the street. He whistled softly as they neared Gina's house and then scowled at a Garden Gnome that was innocently staring back at him with a small pipe and fishing rod. Gina quickly rushed to his side and then grabbed him by the arm, as he lunged forwards at it and kicked it with the toe of his shoe howling, "STOP MOCKING ME!"
Gina pulled Alfred inwards and then motioned for Brad to follow her into her house. He stepped in awkwardly and then followed Alfred and Gina upstairs. Gina smiled at him and then laughed, "Don't worry about anyone coming in. I've got the whole house to myself for a week. Alfred's just a…pet…" She pointed to the end of her bed, where a small camp bed lay folded out – with a smart red suit and a yellow fluffy chicken on it.
Brad smiled and then allowed Gina to pull him into her mom and dad's room. He noticed Alfred watching with interest from Gina's room; slowly cuddling the soft yellow chicken. Brad moaned softly as he felt Gina's hand clutching his own…her soft skin making his tremble. Again, he was forced to overcome that urge to pounce on Gina and kiss her softly.
As Gina showed him around the house, everything seemed like a blur. Brad was hot and sweaty with thoughts of him and Gina on the double bed in Gina's mom and dad's room. He thought of how jealous Alfred would be, but dismissed the thoughts quickly when he was reminded of the incident at the restaurant. He didn't know what was worse; Alfred or the phone calls.
Gina smiled and handed him a pair of red boxers, "Hope these aren't too big! They're Alfred's. He said you could borrow them for tonight." Gina was interrupted by Alfred's shrill response of, "Yeah! Don't piss in 'em, Vicars!" Gina scowled and then murmured, "Ignore him." And then she exclaimed more loudly and deliberate, "He's just in a mood 'cause the naked garden gnome next door has a bigger dick than him!" Brad heard Alfred mutter, "Pfft! Yeah…whatever," before the posh Briton returned to his singing and cuddling.
Gina smiled and then followed Brad into the room. She placed a loving arm around him and held him tightly, "Don't worry about those phone calls. We'll find the sick bastard who's making the calls tomorrow! He won't find you here!" She kissed him on the lips lightly and smiled, "You'll be okay! Just ignore Alfred!" Brad smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, I will. Thanks Gina!" Gina turned to close the door and smiled, "You're welcome!"
Brad smiled softly as he thought of that small kiss from Gina. He was lying in the double bed with his arms around his head, wearing Alfred's boxers. He sighed and turned over. Listening, he heard the phone ring downstairs and Alfred's thudding footsteps as he dove for the phone. "Hello?" He heard Alfred's shrill voice, "Who is it? Hm? Oh hey, Raz! Yeah, I'm fine! What? Uh huh? Really? Hang on, let me get Gina. GINAAA!"
Gina ran down the stairs and picked up the phone, "Hello? Hey Raz! Yeah? Really? Well what did you say? Oh my God! That's so cool!" Gina continued to talk as Brad settled down once more. He didn't see the bedroom door slide open a crack…nor did he hear the soft bare feet padding across the floor. It was too late when he realised someone was there…
He felt Alfred's soft hand slide over his mouth – silencing him – and then he felt Alfred's other hand beginning to rub at his leg. He heard Alfred's voice near his ear, this time soft and delicate; "Hey, Brad. I told you we were gonna have fun tonight. Let's get it on." Alfred's long and wet tongue ran down the side of his face and to his neck. Brad couldn't scream nor do anything as Alfred continued downwards until he reached Brad's nipples.
Brad moaned as Alfred's teeth bit down gently, before hearing Gina's footprints downstairs. Before he could react, Alfred was gone – sat on the camp bed again and looking innocent. Brad gasped for air and then wiped saliva off his cheek and neck, as the phone rang again.
This time, Gina shouted up, "Brad! It's for you!" Brad awkwardly got to his feet and then took the phone from Gina. He pressed the phone to his ear and muttered, "H-hello?" The harsh raspy voice rattled down the phone, "I'm gonna get you, Chickenheart Vicars! I know where you are!" Brad dropped the phone in shock…and uttered a blood curdling scream…