.."I winced and shook my head. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean ... I know you asked for some time and space. It's not my place anymore to-" No-no..." she interrupted me. "You're right. I asked you to stop coming over for a couple of days. But then a couple of days turned into more days, and then a week, and ... I'm sorry. I should have called you back."We both went quiet for a moment, looking away from each other. Searching for a way to break the ice, I shrugged and asked, "So how's the new. He hit on me, flirted with me. He bought me drinks all night. We danced dirty, grinding on each other. I didn’t see harm in it. I knew my fiancé had his party that night so I figured why shouldn’t I have a little fun? But it went from harmless flirting to something else. He had been slipping roofers into my drinks all night. Then I told him I was ready to go home. He offered to take me and so did my maid of honor. I wasn’t in my right mind and I knew something was going to happen if I let him. I had been dating girls for a year by then and had been lucky enough to get some pussy. But I found out that I probably enjoyed sucking their tits and wet pussies more than I did fucking them. Maybe it's because my little dick doesn’t really satisfy the girls, and I end up sucking their cunts to orgasm after I ejaculate into them.Seeing pictures of those big cocks fucking Kay’s hairy pussy really got my dick hard and juices flowing, and I was enjoying looking at those big cocks buried in her. This way, you couldstay at your old grade level, with the friends you have now. We'll onlymake you a normal fourth grader, no worse. In a couple years, you canget everything you lost back." she explained.I didn't want to do it, but then again, I did. It was weird. The ideaof losing so much intelligence scared me, but the question was, did itscare me more or less than the idea of going back to high school as anine-year-old girl?"I don't want to pressure you sweetie, but we don't have a lot of.