He made a late afternoon appointment for me to get a contraceptive implant. I figured if I could get a blue pill to change me back and the implant was...a problem, it would be easy to remove.Part of me still doesn’t like having sex with a guy, but when we get back to his place, when he begins touching my boobs, caressing my ass, stroking my pussy, or fucking me, the rest of me either doesn’t care or else flat out likes it. What really scares me is the thought that I might get so used to it, that. She was shy and kept to herself going through the mundane routine of high school when she really just wanted to end it all. One day she had been in a bit of a daydream when she was on her way to class and ran right smack into a brick wall. He books went flying everywhere. The brick wall had turned out to be Chad Green, the school’s golden boy. He was the big man on campus. Chad was a senior, and the star quarterback, track champion, and best all around. Sara had secretly had a crush on him. ”“Di, you’re keeping something from me. Now spill it before I get pissed.”“Oh, shit. You know I can’t lie to you. Promise me you won’t do anything to him,” Diana almost desperately pleaded.“Di!”She let out a sigh. “Apparently, Edi has been hitting her. She showed me a big bruise on her upper arm and shoulder. She says he’s always careful to hit where it doesn’t show. She’s been putting up with it and even tried to defend him by saying some of it was her fault. Seeing him screwing a woman in. " He raised his fist in a half-hearted gesture of triumph and gave voice to a hollow cheer. "I'm Marriage-Propagation Man! I make people get hitched more often!"Meredith gave him a look. "I think that may be the lamest thing you've ever done." Sorry," said Brandon, letting his hand drop. "I'm tired. It's been a long ... Umm. Everything." That it has." She sighed. "That it has. I can't even remembe rthe last time we were able to just sit like this. I think we even had sex more recently than.