We sat on the couch to drink.“Would you do something for me?” she asked quietly.I groaned inwardly, knowing exactly what she was going to ask.“W...at?” I asked as nicely as I could.“I want you to love me, screw me, and fuck me. You know, the way you did that first time here in my bed.”There had to be something in the water. It seemed as if every girl in the Tri-State area wanted to fuck. Even Trudy Spencer was flirting with me. But if there WAS something in the water, why were they coming to me?. Some suspected that it was to be disqualified for being such a whore while others questioned if she was wanting to be selected to escape the village.The day before the lottery, Kinsley was in a back alley as Topher, the mayor’s son, was fucking her ass and growling in her ear, “You like being my little whore, don’t you Kinsley?”“Mmmm, yes,” she hissed.His cock wasn’t the biggest she had enjoyed, but time was ticking and she wanted to fuck as much as she possibly could before the lottery just in. I would do an interview with Pelley on my problems and my feelings about the VA, but that would be cut and interspersed with interviews with VA bigwigs and other vets. There wouldn’t be any fancy graphics.We were positioned in a love seat facing Pelley, who opened the segment by introducing Kelly and then asking, “Sergeant Reaper, what was the first thing you thought when you woke up in the hospital?”I looked over at Kelly, who squeezed my hand and nodded. “Go on. You can do this.”I nodded. I mean I don't mind school, it's a bit shit most of the time but some of the work's OK but he just hated it." So you blame this on the teachers?"Oliver shook his head. "No, I blame it on him. He was fine at home, he'd be the nice guy, always looking out for me." Oliver bit his nail and then looked back at the reporter. "When a few of the lads got a bit heavy with me, Jamie sorted 'em out. He was cool. I mean he got suspended 'cos he beat 'em up in school, like. But he only did it 'cos they were.