She even... , “ he paused as he felt nervous to answer that question.She smiled as she saw him choke on what he was about to say. “What? What did...she do?”“She asked me to ... she wants me to ... impregnate her.”Akari chuckled a little bit. “I thought that was what you were planning on. Weren’t you going to use the donated egg and ... well ... fuck her?”“What? No ... What the fuck? Why would you think that?”“That look on your face. You designed her, you made her, and you are always with her.. It looked a little put-out, but she grinned. He forgot all about anything he might have been thinking as she, once again, relaxed against him and started running her fingers lazily through his hair. She apparently liked it to be loose because she had pulled the rubber band out before they had even started dinner, causing him to chuckle. He didn’t really care what she did as long as she wanted him. To have the reputation she had, she was a surprisingly playful little thing. She laughed, joked,. It wasn't just me either. I think every guy at Lincoln High had fantasies about Lisa Felton. There was something about her that woke your inner animal. Right now Mr. Happy was trying to wrest control of the body from the big brain.She gave me a little pout and caressed my arm. She knew what effect she had on me when goose bumps appeared on my arm and I shivered. I jerked my arm back and cracked my funny bone on the wall. That was enough for the big brain to retain control."Lisa, we both know. Yeah yidu sangadhi piduthadhalla nalla pasathulla saadhanamanallo, aah kaariyam pidikitti, memsahib yillanjhittano bed sheetel kaariyam saadichirikkunnadh; Hare saheb, kayikku pikkadkka visthar kharav kiyaa, hume ishaara kiyaa otha, aapka kaam bhen jhathadhana, humlog aapka seva keliye roaj hajir hotha thaana… (sir, verudhe yendhinaanu bed sheet nasippikkunnadh, jhangaledu oru aanghyam kaatiyirunneal thaanghalude kaariyam nadakkumaayirunallo, ninghale sevikkaanalle yennu jhangahl varunnadh…).