" 18-year-old Jack Mathew grumbled as he threw off his covers and climbed out of bed. "Why do I get the feelings its all downhill from here?" He sighe... and pulled on his clothes. As he started out of the bedroom, he remembered his English paper. Jack turned around and started to pick it up. Then he gasped. "Oh hell, Carly!"The blonde girl looked inside, her face twisted in an impish grin. "I think you're going to have to write another paper." Carly laughed and ran down the stairs before Jack. Then I shrugged my shoulders. As things stood, I might have trouble not trying to kill him with my bare hands.I hoped I was right about it taking effect, because I couldn't take any more of this shithead abusing my wife. I pushed open the door and stepped into the room. The bastard's eyes got big, and he pushed himself to his feet. The first effect was bad for Alice, as in standing up he drove his cock down her throat. He let go of her head and she fell to her side coughing and retching.The. “Look...” He said as he folded up his arms. “I can’t do it. There is a lot of responsibility in creating and raising a baby.”“Do you have personal experience in raising a child?”He sighed as he looked at her. “Almost. Creating you was the closest it was ever going to get.”She seemed perplexed. She turned around and walked to the computer display. “I wish for you to be the person that will create the child for me because I feel it will be a benefit to you.”“Why? ... Why are you so persistent on. “No,” I said, as I continued to watch Mandy wondering about in the surf, searching in vain for her panties.“You know she likes you,” Brandy said, looking out at Mandy.I had worked around Mandy and Brandy for months and the revelation of a co-worker secret crush was a bit surprising.“No way,” I shot back.“Oh yeah,” Brandy replied, “We talk about you all the time.”“We even have a bet on who will get you first,” Brandy added on.Wait? What? A bet?Brandy’s shifted closer to me and leaned in.“You.