"You're pregnant, let me do the work for you," he informed me, prior to grabbing onto the sides of my underwear. "You want to take care of me, well, l...t me return the favor for you," he said before calmly pulling them down.As he had them off me, he nonchalantly came back up with me. His hands grabbed mine, and he brought me up with him. He wasted no time snatching my top and getting it off me. Although, then I took charge and got off the bed and brought my hands to my back."No," he disputed,. “You have barely even touched your food.” “My mind is just working some things out,” he answered. Looking away from me, he looked back down at his food and played with it a little, but still did not take any bites. “Is it about what happened with us the other night?” I blurted out. I was unable to keep it inside any longer. It had happened and I did not want to forget that it had happened. It was the greatest night of my life up to this moment and I was not willing to pretend that it did not. “Willow, can you get Erica out of there? We have to leave soon, and I want her decent before we carry her outside.” Rachel pulled out her key to the box and tossed it to Willow.Willow, drunk as she was, somehow managed to catch it without missing a beat. She laughed a laugh caught between a giggle and a choke. “Yeah. Sure.”Willow ambled over to Erica’s limp body. Rachel walked over to the closet, unlocked the door, and pulled it open. She leaned down and turned off the IPad. She could see, out. "But all of that was before you knew you were being watched. What about after? What'd you do? You had to have been pretty pissed," one of my friends remarked. "Oh, I was pissed alright. Kept my drapes closed for the next couple of nights - although his wife was home both of those nights, so he probably wasn't watching anyway." "And..." one of my buddies prompted, "Well I kept thinking about it. I mean, like I was really pissed at first, but the more I thought about it, the more I got to.