I mean, you don’t have to, if you don’t want to. You can do whatever feels best.’ She was so nervous, it was difficult to swallow. ‘Well turn ...round then. And no peeking, missy. I know what a sex fiend you are.’ She giggled and put her hands firmly over her eyes. She heard him slip down his boxers. She peeked through her fingers and saw his round, tight ass. She closed her fingers before he caught her. Unbeknownst to her, he knew she snuck a peek, and he rather liked it. He slipped into the. Jeremy looked scared and I know I probably looked pissed."How about you, miss? What's your name?" the cop asked me, lighting me up with his flashlight again. "How old are you? Do you have some ID?" Lauren Spangler," I said. "Um ... I'm fifteen. I go to school with Jeremy. He's my boyfriend." You got some ID?" he repeated and I looked at my purse."I got a library card," I shrugged."Let me see it," the cop agreed and he was being a serious dick for some reason. Not that I had a lot of experience. I opened my eyes. I’d fallen onto my side above John. The vision had ended. Passing out wasn’t a normal side effect of a vision – not that anything about this could be considered normal – but they weren’t usually this powerful either. I took a deep breath and tried to sit up, but my body refused to cooperate. The damned visions just wouldn’t leave me alone. They made me different from everyone else and I hated that. I saw things and felt emotions that weren’t mine. They were strong and. I wrangled a job at a very prestigious accounting firm here in our home town of Springfield. Carol started teaching at the middle school. Then, when our son, Sam, moved up to high school, Carol followed him over as the their vice principal.We had some trouble when we started to have a family. I could get Carol pregnant at the drop of a hat, but she couldn't carry them to term. Something in her blood treated the fetus as a foreign body, and attacked it. After losing two pregnancies, the doctor.