He ‘forgave’ her and I just kept on fucking her whenever I felt the urge. I used to make her come to school without panties and make her show a co...ple of buddies.’ ‘And she did it?’ I asked in amazement. ‘Sure, just like you will. Anyway, about her getting knocked up. Her punk husband had some shit like low sperm count or something, so she was always taking her temperature and some other weird stuff and then scheduling sex with him. I never followed what was going on until some other cunt I. This next morning, I remembered. I remembered I had written our most important discoveries on a piece of paper. Now, if I could only find out where I put the damn thing. Sure enough, it was sitting right where I left it, on the coffee table in our living room.Written in shaky but bold letters: "The room smells funny."My brother demonstrated to me pot's second greatest attraction. Sitting me down by my stereo and putting a set of headphones on me, he queued up the Moody Blues Album In Search of. Heather wanted nothing further to do with it."I won't do it!" she shouted. "I refuse to do it! I'll run away! I'll...I'll scream rape! You can't make me do it!" I'm afraid you're magically locked in," he answered in a very consolingtone of voice. "In just a few more moments he's going to phase into thisreality and you two are going to bump like bunnies until he manages toscrew the 'whole' you."Heather just sat there in shock. Her jaw was moving up and down but withno words coming out of her. With each passing second, she was certain that he'd back off now that he could feel his hard cock against hers, but was proven wrong. His embrace was as tight as before and his kisses were just as passionate and sheEric ended the kiss and looked deeply into her liquid brown eyes."I want you as I have never wanted another," he said softly."I want you too," Tonya responded as she began to drop to her knees ready to slide his cock in between her lips but Eric stopped her."No, don't," he said.