One of the guys flipped me over on my back and began fucking my pussy until he came, then another guy fucked my mouth until he came down my throat, th...n another guy fucked me until he came in my well-fucked pussy. This went on until everyone had me many times over, cumming in all my holes until I passed out from all that pleasuring I just received. I have vague memories of Friday night since they continued taking turns gangbang style fucking me and kept giving me more tequila to drink. Between. .." She took a deep breath. "I didn't call them. I didn't try to make an appointment." I think we both must have looked wrecked. "I'm sorry but I'm just not ready for a baby yet." Her eyes began to tear up. "I'm barely ready for you. I just can't believe you love me — still — and we're not even finished with school! And what if we can't find jobs or if things change or —"She was panicking which I guess was somewhat reasonable. It all was moving a bit fast. I was ok with it because I knew we. "No, Tom, I'm not kidding at all. If you think so, then go with me this weekend and you'll find out if I'm joking," Brandy said as she gave me the sexiest smile I'd ever seen on her face and then she sauntered off back to her work area, her nice rounded ass sashaying inside the tight jeans she was wearing.I decided to take Brandy up on her offer. If the story about the fucking was a joke, I didn't care. Brandy was so sexy that I just enjoyed talking to her and begin around her. And I could do. I needn’t have worried: my illness had nothing to do with my leg.“The test results are in, Mister Steele,” said Doctor Metcalf. I didn’t like the look on her face, not at all.“It’s bad isn’t it,” I said. “My leg...”“Sort of, but no, not your leg,” she said. “Mister Steele, you spent a number of years in prison, isn’t that so?” she said.“Well, yes, but I’ve served my time. I’m done!” I said, and I said it forcefully.“Yes, I mean no, I mean, no you have done nothing wrong. I didn’t mean to.