"Hease held up air quotes for "rehabilitate." It can?t be that bad." Thirty a day. Fact. Incels, married guys, tourists, college kids. Somehigh-school...boys with fake IDs. You?re on the hook for those fake IDs, bythe way. Easy path to the sex-offender?s list."Cheri sat with a grim expression.Hease continued. "I guarantee that Brent?s buddies will visit. Some ofthe incels are cute. Or pitiful. Most of them, though, are jerks. Theydon?t suddenly adopt a shred of humanity just because you give them. Each time she went to pull away, to stop the taking, he groaned and pushed her back into place."I will kill you!" she whispered. "I must stop!" You will kill me if you stop before I am full!" he replied. "Drink!"As she sucked from him, he took her, his big body thrusting up into her, slamming into her core over and over, sliding over the nerves that kept her coming as he rocked into her. She had never been with someone like him before. He gave and he took, though what he was getting in exchange. I'd seen Alex drunk before, but this was beyond alcohol. Whatever they had in her she was fighting with everything she had."Dan's titties," she said."Just for tonight, I'm Dan," leered Brian. He was so intent on his conquest, that he didn't realize I was making my way up behind him."You're not Dan," laughed Alex. "There's Dan, my Dan."Brian turned around but he was too late. My punch caught him in the side of his head, twisting him around. Then I kicked him in the side. I was sure I heard ribs. "That's fantastic Mr. Qwerty! I can't thank you enough!" I smiled at him.Knowing what went on in the home economics course here, I was sure I could teach the classmyself, if required. It would take just one more burden off of my shoulders. Still, itwouldn't be as easy as Phys. Ed. I left his office just as the bell was ringing for thestart of second period. Classes all week this week were limited to twenty minutes each. Iguess the idea was to get the kids, and the teachers for that matter,.