They stand for a fewmoments, gazing into each other’s eyes. Clearing histhroat, George says, “Lisa, I love you very much, willyou marry me...”“Oh God, yes! I will marry you. After mom told me oftheir plan, I hoped against hope you would think it agood idea. Thank you George, you’ve made me very happy.We can have as many c******n as you want. Six at least,ok?”“Thank you Lisa. I’ll make you a great husband and giveyou as many kids as you want, I. .. “Don’t worry! I’m just kidding. The sword exists, and someday you’ll find it, but that day isn’t now.”“Hmm ... okay ... can I still makes requests of you for the game world?”“I suppose~ but I might not listen! The time for that to be guaranteed has past.”“Are there any house rules in effect?”“Well, the rules for conception and such aren’t exactly in the base game, although maybe I ought to adjust them a little. You’ve been knocking up every girl first try so far!”I’ve been what? Whoa, okay. Either way she would have screaming orgasms. But I did notice a tendency for her to like it more when she was treated like a whore who do anything for his BBC. When Jamal would tease her and make her beg for his BBC she would cum repeatedly when he finally fucked her. Even more so when Jamal would make me watch him degrade her, taunting me to try stop him from treating her like a whore wanting to be bred by his BBC. I lost count of how many times he forced her to tell me how she loved his. I remained in my room thinking about what they’d said. I didn’t want to ruin anyone’s life, much less Stephie’s.I knew what my mother had said was true. I liked women and they liked me. I was basically a typical male in that I wanted to fuck every good looking female that I saw passing by. I could resist them for a while, but not indefinitely. I remained in my room for the rest of the day and most of Sunday and went to bed at six o’clock.I must have dozed off. As I remember it, I was dreaming.