In high school she'd been the snobbish bitch. In college she was still confident and elitist, even if she wasn't as mean. And every time I saw her she...exuded self-assuredness in everything she did. To see her this unsettled went straight to my heart.Automatically, I reached out and held her hands in mine. She trembled and gave me a nervous smile. "David, you don't... you don't think I'm a slut or anything, do you?" What? No. Why would you think that?" Isn't that what you call a girl who has sex. I was being woken bythe sound of Sam in the loo, throwing up.?Well the pregnancy is starting to feel real now. Why can?t I be one ofthose that doesn?t suffer morning sickness.?Over the last couple of weeks the two of us had read all aboutpregnancy. We were becoming experts on what was going to happen to Sam.One thing that was happening with a vengeance was Sam?s sex drive. Shehad become hungrier for sex and much more responsive. Her orgasms weremore intense and quicker to come. Any time we were. .. I thought to myself and bit my lip. She noticed and smirked. I wondered what it’d be like to fuck her. I wondered if she would be loud... if she bites... I wondered if she’s one of those pretty faces that lays on her back all night. I’ve fantasized about her multiple times. “... Scott,” I snapped back at the sound of her voice, “do you need something?”I laughed softly, “I’m just in my own thoughts Layla. Nothing you can do.”She sat back in her chair, “are you sure...?” she unbuttoned her. "Please sit down."The school was required by state law to have at least one counselorfor every forty male students; North Penn, being a more affluentschool, had one for every twenty students. All counselors werespecially trained to assist male students as they entered the targetage for The Bru."Were you scared?" he asked."Yes," she replied honestly.While it wasn't a requirement, nearly ninety percent of gendercounselors had once been male. Marion made it clear to all herstudents that she had.