But I don't like the funny way those pills wiggle down my throat and crawl around inside my tummy.I don't really think the maggots want me to get bett...r. They're mean and nasty. They're back now, you know. There are more of them now then ever before. And I don't even have to dream about them. They don't say a word, but they appear to like my shit now. I just wish they'd go away and leave me alone.The people here think I'm mad. I think that's why all the walls in my room are so soft. I hate to. Carrying things was pretty ordinary, but doing it for her, doing it to please her, doing it because she said so ... it felt so different.I got all our things from both our lockers, after she opened hers for me: both our book bags, my weekend bag, and her gym bag. I slowly walked behind her, burdened with about as much weight as I was able to handle, and we walked towards her car.She opened the boot, and I placed everything there, groaning with relief. I got in and sat by her, and she giggled at. Afterwards she'd act like nothin' happened."This went on for months, but more and more often. At night I'd think about those big nigger tits and how soft they were and how she'd just let me do what I wanted. Then I started to get some other ideas."I wanted to see how far she'd go, so I told her I wanted to see her naked and that she should take off her clothes. She said that me havin' her titties was enough and that it wasn't right for me to be carryin' on this way. I told her she had to and. After all, I warned you that it would happen and it's not like Jen is out looking to have an affair."The wager made Alice sound all the more confident that she would win, which made me more nervous and also more aroused. I agreed to the bet and asked, "Okay, how do we do this?"Alice said, "We will have to leave the house for awhile so just follow my lead."We went into the living room to join John and Jen. Instead of sitting down Alice announced, "Since you two are talking about books that I am.