His eyes panicked though, and Roland realized, as his body began to convulse, what the problem was."You may breathe," Roland said, yet nothing.Damn it..."I order you to do normal things but do what I say," he said.The man inhaled a large breath and hunched over. Roland looked around and swore again.Damn it!"Hey! Stop!" and the girl stopped, as she was about to step off the curb. He was going to have to get a system."What's your name?" he asked the man."Rodrigo Estebar Fernandez," he said."Come. Please tell me you’ll think about it. Keep me on a leash. I can’t trust myself out there.” “Then go to fucking rehab, you dumb bitch! And get a psyche eval while you’re at it.” “I’m already going for counseling, the judge ordered it,” Leila said. “But rehab isn’t going to save me.” “Leila, neither of us are into that. It just sounds stupid.” “How would you know unless you give it a try? Just think of it as a role-play. Fake it til you make it real. Tell me you’ll talk about this with Nathan.”. The music has had an effect on you too, your dick hard and throbbing in time with the beat around us. I feel you close. Pounding me harder, your arm around my waist pulling me unto you and again my arms go around your neck. I grind my ass against your stomach as I have taken all of you into me, your balls swing to hit my clit every other beat until I cant stand it any longer and cum yet again, this time I feel you empty into me as well.I keep you in me as we dance a little longer, until you. It's just ... I want you to sleep in my bed, so I can say you did, but I don't want to do anything. If it's too hard for you, I don't mind sleeping on the floor; I've done that before often enough when we've had other visitors." Just one thing, Emma, Lilac and I never... fucked ... we made love. I would only do that with someone I really cared for. It's too important to me that ... making love ... intercourse ... means something more than just a few moments, an hour, a night's ... pleasure."She.