Fuck, I wanted it to be mine—for it to be my hand that was resting on his thigh as I drove us away from the town, from the college, and towards the ...nknown. I wanted him to be mine.I swallowed hard and breathed deeply, forcing myself to calm down. The thought of holding him rekindled the fire inside me that I had always used to feel around him before that summer night at the party. I had forced myself to push back this feeling ever since then, but I couldn’t any longer. A bead of sweat formed. As I sit up on the edge of my bed, I turn to look at the alarm clock on my nightstand, it's already 7 A.M, my first day of school starts in 30 minutes ; the thought of being late races across my mind and I begin to panic, flashbacks of the past that had brought me here appear before my eyes, I can't let this happen again... I thought to myself. I grab my phone from my nightstand and quickly scroll through it for any new messages, there's only one... from him. I shut my eyes as I push back the. The girls again kissed each other and exited the car, heading to the front door of the quaint little house. Upon entering, I could pretty much see the entire house was just a small one bedroom suitewith no hidden rooms or the like. I was breathing easier, realizing that at least I wasn't getting set up by the police or was not getting robbed. Both girls began undressing, the first one that I spoken to said, "Just put fifty dollars on the night stand and you can watch for a while." They climbed. He hadn't been totally sure he had gotten the stuff into her instead of shooting it on her belly before he got connected. Apparently he had."Anyway, it appears there is a gene that conveys resistance to radiation poisoning. It's recessive, which means when a person gets two copies, they have this resistance. Apparently you have a copy and Donna has a copy, and they lined up in your baby."Jason shook his head and turned his hands palm up."Ah, yes, you probably haven't studied genetics, have.