Disclaimer: Desperate Housewives belongs to Cherry Productions and Touchstone
Television. This story is not-for-profit, but I own it.

Date: 03/25/2006

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Voyurism, male/female sex, drug use, male solo sex, female solo
sex, female/female sex, rape, strong language

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Pairing: Bree/m/f/m/f/m

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Other Notes: This story is a birthday gift for Marcia Cross, who was born on
March 25th, 1962.

Summary: Bree stands up in front of the other members of the latest
Alcoholics Anonymous meeting and discribes to them why she realizes that she
really does need help.

Dedication: Happy 44th Birthday to Marcia Cross!--ATK 2006

Desperate Housewives: I'm Bree... And I'm An Alcoholic
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

Hello, I'm Bree... and I'm an alcoholic. I really do mean to say it this
time, because while I was drunk, I had done something that had made me
realize that I really do need to get myself clean and sober... and if all
of you are willing to bear with me, I shall go ahead and tell you why I
had finally decided to go through with the whole healing process.

You see, it had all started after my beloved husband - -Doctor Rex Van De
Kamp -- had died from an unexpected heart-attack that had been caused by a
crazed pharmachist named George, which had caused me to just sit there in
his hotel room and let him die from an overdose of drugs.

After that, my very own son, Andrew had started blackmailing me and his
sister had started experiencing certain romantic interludes with Matthew
Applewhite, who just happens to be one of the sons of Wisteria Lane's
newest neighbor, Betty Applewhite and whose sweet, yet slow brother,
Caleb has gotten himself into trouble with the police.

Now if you were to ask me, I would really like to say 'thank you' to one of
my other neighbors named Lynette Scavo for having discovered my newfound vice
and told our three other neighbors -- Susan Mayer, Edie Britt and Gabrielle
Solis -- about it, but I'm so very sorry to say that if I were to do that, I
would only be lying to them about the fact that I'm still having these
drinking binges and I just can't stop!

But if I might be allowed to say so, I do believe that the time for letting
me realize that I really do need help with my alcoholism had came to me on
the evening of March the 25th, which was when I had decided to just go out
to some hot spot in town and have myself a really good time.

So anyway, as soon as I had gotten into my car and drove myself away from the
safety of my very own home on Wisteria Lane, I had drove myself all the way
to this new place with the name 'Aphrodite's Passion Pit' above the door and
figured that it might be a good enough place for me to start looking for a
good time.

And so, after I had parked my car and walked into the 'Aphrodite's Passion
Pit', I had looked around the room and my eyes had became as wide as saucers,
for I had discovered that a middle-aged man was sitting at a table with two
young women and smoking some sort of drug with them, while his own wife was
allowing herself to be sexually penetrated by two bare-ass naked young men.

Now of course, that particular scene was about to cause me to turn right
around and get myself out of there, but just as I was about to do exactly
that, a young woman with dark-brown hair had placed herself in front of me,
looked at me with a gaze of concern on her face and asked, "Why are you
leaving so soon?Is there something wrong with you being here?"

But just as I was about to offer to her my apologies, a young and handsome
blonde male had placed his hands on my shoulders and said, "There's no need
for you to worry about our new friend, Lauren. After all, it's only her time
in here and she might be in need of some help in getting used to the place."

And just as I was about to try to offer-up an objection to that suggestion,
both Lauren and the young blonde male had led me over to one of the tables,
where she had poured some sort of liquid into a wine glass, handed it over
to me and said, "Go ahead and try this. It will help you loosen-up."

And of course, that was when my very own wellbeing and social stature had
made me realized that I had not much of a choice, but to pick-up that wine
glass and take a sip of the liquid inside of it.

But after I had done that, something inside the liquid has suddenly caused my
head to start pounding and the whole room has started rocking itself back and
forth like I was actually on a boat in the middle of the ocean just before
Lauren had poured some more of that strange beverage into the wine glass and
said, "Perhaps you might want to have some more."

Then, after I had taken another sip, my head had really started pounding
louder and the entire scene had began to spin around and spin so fast that I
had no other choice, but to pass out.

Now at first, I had been quite unable to notice what had just happened while
I had been unconscious, but as soon as I had woken-up and realized that I had
been placed inside someone else's bedroom and stripped naked and Lauren, her
blonde friend, a blonde female and two bald young men were sleeping next to
me, it had came to me that I had been part of some deviate sexual ritual.

And after I had noticed that there was a video camera inside the room, I had
carefully gotten myself out of the bed, covered-up my nude body with a pure
white bedsheet and followed the video camera's power-cord out of the bedroom,
down the hall and into another room, where I was shocked to discover that
someone has turned it into a makeshift porn-movie studio.

It was also where I had been able to find the one tape with the words
'Newfound Friend' on it just before I had placed it inside one of the VCRs
and pressed the 'Play' button... and what I had seen had nearly drove me to
tears right on that very spot.

At first, it had started with Lauren and her partner carrying me into the
room and stripping all of my clothes off of my personal pelt, while the two
other males and the second female were standing against a wall and gazed at
me with the look of sexual hunger in their eyes.

And then, after the two other males had finished stroking their stiff cocks,
Lauren had taken them by the hand and moved them closer towards me just
before the second female had started pumping two of her fingers in and out
of her hot, wet pussy and carressing her own tits with the other hand.

Then, after she had placed one of the bald males in front of my exposed cunt
and the other one over my head, Lauren had turned towards the second female
and allowed a small smile to appear on her lips, for her blonde partner has
placed his stone hard dick inside the second female's asshole and started
carressing her tits and hot, moist snatch.

And after she had walked over to the two newfound partners and joined them
for some bi-sexual lust by licking on the other female's pussy and carressing
her stiff mounds, one of the bald males had started pumping his stiff cock in
and out of my snatch and the other one had started moving his stone hard dick
in and out of my mouth.

That was when I had realized that while that was going on, I had been so
drunk that I had been unable to stop those bald-headed huamnoid demons or
not even strong enough to take the second bald one's dick out of my mouth
and yell at the top of my lungs, "NO! PLEASE! STOP IT! I DON'T WANT IT

But just like I had said, I had been unable to do so... even after Lauren had
laid herself down on the bed next to me and started sucking on my exposed
tits and her female bi-sexual partner had started licking all over her nude
body -- all the way down to her cunt and carressing her breasts.

And then, after I had noticed that she had started pumping two of her
fingers in and out of Lauren's pussy, I had spotted the second female looking
at Lauren with pure sexual energy in her eyes and yell out these words,

Then, after they had all started to move themselves harder and faster
and their lovemaking has reached its truly ultimate peak, Lauren and her
porn-video co-horts had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and fell
asleep with their naked arms in a lover's embrace.

And after the tape had finally stopped running and the screen had gone dark,
all I had done was just there, place my hands over my entire face and began
to cry for two... maybe three minutes before I had given myself enough inner
strength to go back inside the room, put my clothes back on and get myself
out of there before things had gone from bad to worse.

So, what do the rest of you in this little group think? Do you think that I
really do need help with my addiction to alcohol?Because if your answer just
happens to be 'Yes', then I'm more than perfectly willing to accept it and
let you know that I just don't want to be a drunk anymore!



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