not the face, I had enough pain from Melanie.

"So, where is my stuff then? In her room?"’

"Well dear, what you did not take with you, has been packed away in storage for quite some time. I converted your sister’s room into a sewing and craft area. You will have to sleep on the pull out in the family room."

This was an insult, added to injury. Not only had I lost both my girlfriend and boyfriend, my apartment and job, but now my room to my baby sister. I was not sure what could be worse. I wanted so badly to spill the beans about Lance being in my room - excuse me - I mean her room, but I was too tired to start anything.
"Go back to sleep Veronica, sorry your brother and I woke you, hun." Mom hugged her and went back to her room.

I shrugged and went for the kitchen. At least I would have some food before sleeping on that damn hard couch. I had just finished making a huge sandwich when I turned around, and there was Lance, in just his boxers. He was buff, tanned, his abs and pecs were yummy. As I wrapped my mouth around my sandwich, I felt my jeans getting tighter and hoped the kitchen counter was hiding my reaction. He walked closer and smiled at me, then reached out and put his finger on the corner of my mouth swiping in an upward motion, then sticking it in his mouth.

"Mayo, mm, looks good. What kind of meat you got?"
I nearly choked to death on that one, and then he slapped my back, which was making the situation worse, not better. Dropping my meal to the counter top, I tried to catch my breath. Not sure which was more embarrassing, choking to death in front of the guy or my growing erection.

"You okay?"

Tears were now coming out the corner of my eyes, but I could breath. I couldn’t believe with all that had happened in the last twelve hours that my libido was still working on overdrive.

"I’m fine, just got it down the wrong hole."

"That can be a problem. Glad you are okay though. I don’t think you have a wrong hole for my meat."

"Excuse me?"

He grabbed my ass cheek, "You heard me."

Blushing , I leaned back against a bar stool, stumbling. This was too weird.
"Sorry. I don’t swing that way, dude," that was all I could think to say. It was a lie, but man, he was here with my sister.

"Your penis says otherwise, but that’s your business. Just here for a soda." He opened the fridge and grabbed a can, opened it and swallowed. He nearly took it all in one gulp. By now not only was I hard, I had a wet spot of pre-cum on my jeans. I slid my hand down to hide it, but it was too late. His eyes followed my hand, then he put his hand over mine. "You really are turned on by me. Nice bulge." He turned and left the room.

My heart was racing a mile a minute. Suddenly I felt less hungry and more horny. I decided I needed the bathroom more than anything at the moment. It shared a wall with my old room. That is when I heard the bed