If you did not read part one, please d so now. I’m picking up immediately where I left off.
The morning after my night with Aya I woke up with a hangover. There were two nasty messages on my voicemail. The first? April. That was expected. She ranted on about my fucking her little sister and how she was going to get even with both of us for fucking in her bed, my wiping my cock on her teddy bear and all the other things she had seen in the video Aya had sent her last night.

The second message was unexpected. It was April and Aya’s father. Let’s say he wasn’t too happy about the situation. April, being the vindictive bitch that she is, forwarded a copy of the video to her dad’s phone. Out of all the fucked up things she could have done, that was probably the worst. I mean, what kind of psychopathic cunt does that? So her dad is threatening my life and if he ever sees me, he’s going to beat my fucking head in, etc. Honestly, I don’t blame the dad. What dad wouldn’t have reacted like that? No dad, I know. And it’s too bad, too, because he’s a good guy and we always got along well when I was dating April. The thing that really pissed me off about it, was, he threatened to call my parents and let them in on the whole story. I couldn’t let that happen. I opened my phone and kept scrolling until I found a photo of April I took on New Year’s Eve. She was naked except for a pair of high heels. She had the neck from a bottle of champagne shoved in her twat and the other in her ass. I texted her dad and told him if he even thought about trying to hurt me, or speak to my parents, I would be forwarding the pic to everyone at his company and the congregation at his church. I attached the photo and hit send. I never did hear back from him.

I tried to call Aya, but she wasn’t answering her phone. I left several messages asking her to call me back. It wasn’t until 3 hours later I heard from her. An unknown number showed up on my phone. It was Aya. She was calling from her friend, Tonya’s house. She was going to stay there for a few days. Understandably she had gotten into a huge fight with her father and he smashed her iPhone, thinking he was destroying the video we had taken the night before. Then he threw her out. I knew he wouldn’t really throw her out. He’d cool off after a couple of days. That’s when she asked me about the photo I sent him.

“How did you know?” I asked.
“April called Tonya and said, “If you see my sister, tell her to tell Joe I’m going to kill him for sending that photo to my dad. She obviously didn’t say what it was. When I told her what was in the picture, there was silence on the other end for at least 30 seconds. Then she asked, “You actually sent that to my dad?” I told her I didn’t have a choice. I explained he was going to call my parents and fuck me up, along with a whole other bunch of violent shit he threatened to do to me when he found me. I told her I had no choice. Then Aya turned her cunt level to 10 and started bitching me out for sending him a photo like that. I couldn’t believe that after the things we did the night before, she was mad about me sending out an embarrassing pic of her twat sister with champagne bottles shoved in her cunt and ass, to her dad. I mean, after all, he had seen the video. She continued screaming at me until I I decided this whole fucking thing wasn’t worth it and I hung up. Aya, who I nicknamed, Crazy Cunt #2 kept calling my phone and leaving nasty messages, yelling at me all afternoon and night. I didn’t pick up and I didn’t call back. The next morning she left another 20 messages, apologizing for getting upset with me. She apologized and cried and said how crazy the whole thing was making her, and asked me to please call her back.