The Adventures of: Brody Bricker
Brody Bricker was one of my best friends growing up. He lived to cause trouble. He would do anything to get a reaction out of someone. He had absolutely no conscience, and the only time I ever saw him smile, was after causing any kind of mayhem.
I have changed his name, the names of his victims, and the names of any businesses that might have suffered at the expense of his entertainment.
These are his stories
Ladies and Gentlemen, Brody Bricker
Late Night Swimming
Brody had gotten a new tent for his birthday. He wanted to have me over so we could camp in the back yard. I was sure he must have some other reason for wanting to be outside in a tent, but I had never been camping. I figured it would be fun.
We were out there for a while, but we got bored, and Brody asked me if I felt like going swimming. Since Brody did not have a pool, I asked “where are we supposed to go swimming?” He said “My next door neighbors are out of town.” I was too scared to do that, so I told him no. He hounded me for 20 minutes, but I was not going to risk it. Brody said fine I will go by myself.
He walked into their yard, stripped down completely naked, and climbed the fence. I could not believe he was willing to take such a risk. He entered the pool at the shallow end and quietly would swim from one side of the pool to the other. During his 6th lap or so, while he was in the deep end, the lights in and around the pool came on. He quickly went for the ladder but it was too late. The door opened slowly and the lady of the house came out for a late night swim. Brody was hiding by the ladder, with his head low, trying to avoid detection. She came out with her towel, and laid it over a chair for when she finished swimming. I have to say Brody was calm, and he did not panic. He actually had a plan to escape. The lady went to the diving board, and prepared for her entry into the pool. She dove. The second she entered the water Brody darted up the ladder and exited the pool, but he wasn’t fast enough. When she surfaced after her dive she saw Brody’s naked ass leaving her pool and began to scream so loud that scared me. Brody kept going. He ran into the woods at top speed. This lady did not stop screaming even as she ran into the house forgetting her towel. Less than five minutes later the cops showed up. There were three cars with their lights on. One of them went to the house, and the other two were patrolling the neighborhood looking for a naked man. Brody was gone for two hours. I had no idea where he was, or when he was coming back. I thought about going to look for him but I did not want to end up taking the fall for him, so I lied back down in the tent pretended to be asleep.
Brody returned after being in the woods for three hours. The pool washed off all of his mosquito repellent and they feasted on his naked ass for three hours. He had scrapes all over his body. When he got to the tent has asked me very nicely, “Tom, will you please go over to the fence and get my clothes?” I thought that the risk of walking to the fence and back was worth not having to sleep next to a naked man. I went and got them without incident.