“It's all you. Your body is lovely.” She smiled and slid backwards on the bed. I slid off my socks and crawled across the bed towards her. She re...ched up with one hand to caress the back of my neck as we began to kiss again. Her other hand went straight for my cock, rubbing it through the cotton of my boxer-briefs. “You're sure of this,” she asked, pulling away. “Absolutely,” I replied. I gently pushed her down on the bed and leaned down, kissing her lips again as I caressed her arm with one. 'Should she try for it tonight,' she tried to decide."What?" Cole asked, reading the depth of thought in her face."I was just watching you get hard again," Stephanie said. "I bet if I kept this up you would be ready to go again, huh?" Yeah, but you already did enough," Cole said, remembering the original deal too."I know. But it won't be right to leave you still horny," Stef tried to reason, as much for herself as him."But, we said we would meet Mark and Michelle in an hour," Cole. When I final do move I feel a damp and sticky sensation in my shorts. Awet dream? About being pregnant? "What the hell is going on?" I say outloud. As I pull back my blankets, reality is even stranger than myimagination.My panties, shorts, and the sheets under my ass aren't covered indischarged semen, but blood. I nearly crash to the floor trying to getout of my loft bed so fast. I pull at the front of my panties to revealmy shrunken penis and scrotum. I see no sign of injury, but the front. This was all to be expected sooner or later. After all, she wasn't a little girl anymore, now was she? It would have been better if she'd told him, but then, how could she? And the boy himself, well, she ought to have better taste, but she was young, and she would make mistakes. Perhaps Friedrich could do her the favor of getting rid him...No. Better to let the affair play its course. She would learn her lesson in short order, and he'd be there to comfort her, and then in the future --Wait, the.