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<img src="images/intro2.webp"> My car cruised through the front gate to face the mansion sitting on the hill. I didn’t want to risk detracting from the curb appeal with my fifteen year old Subaru, so I passed the silver luxury SUV and parked off to the side. <center><<button [[Continue|P1]]>><</button>></center>

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<img src="images/intro1.webp"> The mansion was beautiful. Six bedrooms, ten bathrooms. I wondered why the rich always seemed to need so many places to take a dump. @@.mc;“Hey, Kate?”@@ I called out as I opened the front door. <center><<button [[Continue|P1.1]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro4.webp"> @@.kate;"Right?"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"I keep telling them, but what do I know? I’m only their agent.”@@ @@.mc;“At least it’s not a bad spot to spend a Thursday afternoon."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P4]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro3.webp"> Kate sighed. @@.kate;"I keep telling the seller they should drop it by five hundred, but they want the round number."@@ @@.mc;"They’re missing out on everyone who keeps their search under ten million,"@@ I said. <center><<button [[Continue|P3]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/kate1.webp"> @@.kate;“True. I found a bottle of champagne in the fridge I’m tempted to pop open. We could always say a potential buyer opened it.”@@ @@.mc;"Thirsty Thursday!"@@ I said as I reached for a warm chocolate chip cookie off the plate next to her. <center><<button [[Check her out|P4.1]]>><<set $checkoutkate to true>><</button>>    <<button [[Be professional|P4.1]]>><<set $checkoutkate to false>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro6.webp"> <<if $checkoutkate is true>>For a second I thought she caught me, but based on her tone I realized she meant the cookie.<<else>>@@.kate;“Let me know how it tastes,”@@ Kate said.<</if>> I took a bite. @@.mc;"Best batch yet."@@ Kate closed her laptop. @@.kate;“Fuck it, I need to check if that couch is as comfy as it looks.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P6]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro7.webp"> @@.mc;"No champagne?"@@ I asked as I followed her. @@.kate;“That bottle probably cost more than your car. But if no one shows up in the next hour, we just might.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P7]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bgoverlook1.webp"> I took a moment to admire the sight from the balcony. The infinity pool had almost the same shade of blue as the ocean below, giving contrast from extravagence and luxury to nature at its finest. A million dollar view. <<if $checkoutkate is true>>And yet, I kept finding myself glancing back over at my coworker sitting across from me. When did she get this <i>curvy</i>?<<else>>Not a bad way to spend the afternoon.<</if>> <center><<button [[Continue|P8]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro10.webp"> @@.kate;“So…”@@ Kate said as she raised a pair of sunglasses over her eyes. @@.kate;"I have news for you, but I don't know if it's good or bad. Or maybe a prank?"@@ @@.mc;"Okay?"@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P9]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro9.webp"> @@.kate;“Someone called for you back at the office,"@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Oh yeah? Asked for me personally, did they?”@@ @@.kate;“You could say that. The girl asked me to pass along a message.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P10]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/kate2.webp"> @@.kate;“$name! I'm by the kitchen! Just follow the scent!”@@ I found the attractive redhead seated comfortably at a table typing on her laptop. She wore a white sleeveless dress to look the part of a professional realtor, but it was tighter and more playful than her typical attire. <center><<button [[Continue|P1.3]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/kate3.webp"> @@.mc;"Good morning,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"Do we have anyone scheduled to check the place out today?"@@ @@.kate;“Not yet. And this place has been on the market for six months.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P2]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro5.webp"> <<if $checkoutkate is true>>Although I enjoyed her company and we flirted on occasion, I always tried to keep things professional to respect the fact Kate was married. Despite this, when I stood this close I couldn't help but admire the curves under her tight dress. To my surprise, I realized there was more there to appreciate. Well <i>those</i> were new. @@.kate;"Tasty?"@@ Kate asked.<<else>>Although I enjoyed her company and we flirted on occasion, I always tried to keep things professional to respect the fact Kate was married. Plus, she was basically my boss, and although I didn’t work directly for her, she was mentoring me on how to become a realtor who actually made sales. Thus, my eyes did not wander.<</if>> <center><<button [[Continue|P5]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro8.webp"> @@.mc;“Yeah? What was it?”@@ @@.kate;“Tell $name he is going to be a daddy.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P11]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro11.webp"> I chuckled. @@.mc;“Right.”@@ @@.kate;“Oh, I’m not making this up.”@@ I stared at her for a moment, hoping to detect a lie, but the sunglasses made it impossible. @@.mc;“Wait. Who was it?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P12]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro12.webp"> @@.kate;“She didn’t leave a name.”@@ I sat up. @@.mc;“Did she sound serious?”@@ @@.kate;“She did. Are you okay? You’re looking a little pale there.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P13]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro10.webp"> @@.kate;“Well, go ahead,"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"Make some calls.”@@ @@.mc;“And say what? ‘Hey, are you the girl who called to tell me she was pregnant? No? Okay, have a nice weekend’?”@@ Kate grinned. @@.kate;“Sounds kind of bad when you say it like that.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P15]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro8.webp"> @@.mc;“Fuck me,"@@ I said. @@.kate;“Sounds like you don’t really want to talk to them.”@@ @@.mc;“Not really. If it was any of the girls I’m cool with, they probably would have called me, right? Why search my name online and call the office number otherwise?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P16]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro12.webp"> @@.kate;“Maybe just to fuck with you,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“If that’s the case, it worked.”@@ @@.kate;“Only if you sit here and overthink it.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P17]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro8.webp"> @@.mc;“Hey, what if I call a few numbers and put them on speaker so you can see if you recognize the voice?”@@ I asked. @@.kate;“That could work.”@@ I pulled out my phone as I looked out at the view, no longer feeling quite so relaxed by it. <center><<button [[Continue|P18]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Okay, let me think about who I should call first,"@@ I said. @@.kate;“How many girls are we talking about, anyway?"@@ I shrugged. Kate rolled her eyes. @@.kate;"You’re making it sound like a whole plethora of women, but it’s probably someone from the past few months.”@@ @@.mc;“Plethora, huh?”@@ @@.kate;“Come on, you don’t have to try to sound cool around me,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Honestly, since I moved into my new place I’ve been on something of a streak.”@@ @@.kate;“You moved near a college bar, right? Aren’t those girls a bit young for you?”@@ @@.mc;“Yes and no. I’m still in my twenties.”@@ @@.kate;“So am I, but I wouldn’t be able to date someone who still thinks going out clubbing is cool. So how many girls are we talking about here?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P19]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Let me think about it,”@@ I said as I began counting on my fingers. @@.mc;“At least four.”@@ @@.kate;“You slut! Okay, how many of them did you have unprotected sex with?”@@ @@.mc;“At least four.”@@ @@.kate;“Damn. So do you have a pregnancy fetish, or do you just like living dangerously?”@@ @@.mc;“Neither. It wasn’t unprotected. If they weren’t on birth control, I always pulled out. Knocking up a girl is one of my biggest fears.”@@ @@.kate;“Not enough to make you wear a condom, apparently.”@@ @@.mc;“I’m allergic.”@@ Kate chuckled. @@.kate;“Wow. So you’re just irresponsible. You realize girls forget to take their birth control all the time, right? When we miss a day it becomes ineffective.”@@ @@.mc;“I do now.”@@ @@.kate;"So make some calls."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P20]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> I groaned. @@.mc;“Fine. I'll start with Tiffany.”@@ @@.kate;“Tiffany, huh? Did you ever hear the saying, ‘never date hairdressers, strippers, or girls named Tiffany?’”@@ @@.mc;“You keep giving me this advice after it would have actually been useful.”@@ @@.kate;“Just call the crazy girl.”@@ I hit dial, and the phone began ringing. @@.mc;“To be fair,"@@ I said, @@.mc;"if this is all just someone fucking with me, it’s probably her.”@@ The phone continued ringing six times before clicking over to voicemail, and I hung up. @@.mc;“She'll call back.”@@ @@.kate;“So who was she? How did you meet?”@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;"At the bars."@@ @@.kate;"That's all you're giving me? Come on, we have time here. Paint me a picture."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P21]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/tiffanybar1.webp"> @@.mc;"I was having a good night."@@ @@.kate;"Did she ever buy you a drink?"@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;"Actually, yeah. Then we made out for a bit."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|1.14]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/party1.webp"> @@.mc;“The night of my housewarming party I had a few friends over, and like most house parties, there were more guys than girls. We played beer pong on the balcony, and after a while my friends saw so many girls walking by on the street below that we decided to head down to the bars.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P21.1]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/tiffanybar2.webp"> @@.mc;"Tiffany was standing next to me waiting to order drinks so I started chatting her up. She was flirty and asked if I would buy her a drink. I said no, but I’d let her buy mine."@@ @@.kate;"Smooth."@@ <center><<button [[Talk yourself up|1.10]]>><<set $brag to true>><</button>>    <<button [[Stay humble|1.11]]>><<set $brag to false>><</button>> </center>

<img src="images/bars1.webp"> @@.mc;"The bars were packed since it was a Thursday, the busiest bar day for students because they're done with classes and out looking to kick off their weekend early."@@ @@.kate;"When I said paint me a picture, I meant about Tiffany," @@Kate interrupted. @@.kate;"What does she look like?"@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P21.2]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/tiffanybar1.webp"> @@.mc;"We ended up making out, which I blame you for,”@@ I said. @@.kate;“And why’s that?”@@ @@.mc;“You gave me the advice to dress nicer, so I wore a black button up shirt and it seemed to work for me that night.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|1.12]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/tiffanybar3.webp"> @@.kate;“See? Not all my advice comes too late. So this girl named Tiffany made out with you in the middle of a bar right after meeting her?”@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;“Nah, it was about an hour later. We kept bumping into each other, and eventually we were both outside as she was leaving. I asked for her number, she gave me bedroom eyes, and I kissed her.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P23]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“Well, look at you. Alright, it looks like she isn’t calling you back. Call the next girl on your list.”@@ I sighed. @@.mc;“Yeah... the next one is Hannah.”@@ The phone never rang, it went right to voicemail. I tried again with the same result. @@.kate;“Wow, she blocked you,”@@ Kate says with a smirk. @@.mc;“Maybe. Or her phone is off, or isn't getting a signal. Or, hell, maybe I’m not, and that’s why it isn’t ringing.”@@ Kate picked up her phone and dialed mine. It rang instantly. @@.mc;“Damn it,”@@ I said. @@.mc;“I'll call her again in a bit.”@@ @@.kate;“Why not leave a message?”@@ @@.mc;“Eh… I guess.”@@ I called again and waited for the beep. @@.mc;“Hey, Hannah. It's $name. I just wanted to check in with you. Hope all is well. Give me a call back when you can, thanks.”@@ @@.kate;“That wasn't so hard, was it?”@@ Kate asked when I hung up. <center><<button [[Continue|P24]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/tiffanybar3.webp"> @@.kate;“So this girl named Tiffany made out with you in the middle of a bar right after meeting her?” @@Kate asked.@@.kate; "What a slut."@@ @@.mc;“It was about an hour later. We kept bumping into each other, and eventually we were both outside as she was leaving. I asked for her number, she gave me bedroom eyes, and I kissed her.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P23]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“That was awful,”@@ I said. @@.kate;“Okay, who's next?”@@ @@.mc;“I'm going to give her a minute. I don’t want to be on the phone with someone else and miss a call.”@@ @@.kate;“Are you really this phone averse? Taking phone calls is half the job if you want to be successful in real estate.”@@ @@.mc;“Only when I’m calling to find out if my life is over.”@@ @@.kate;“You’re really that afraid of having a kid, huh?”@@ @@.mc;“An unwanted one, yeah! Out of all the girls I’ve hooked up with lately, there aren’t any I’d consider wanting to end up with. A kid means we’re in each other’s lives for the next two decades.”@@ @@.kate;“So it’s not the having a kid part that scares you, it’s the part where it’s with the wrong woman.”@@ @@.mc;“Exactly. I know it’s different for you where you and your husband have been trying for a little while now, but you’re ready. You found your person. It’s not so scary.”@@ @@.kate;“No, it’s still a little scary. But it’s also fucking hot.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P25]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Wait, you have a breeding kink?”@@ I said with a smirk. @@.kate;“Hell yeah! I’ve had one for a long time, and now that we’ve actually been trying to get pregnant, it’s really elevated our sex life.”@@ @@.mc;“I’m happy for you.”@@ @@.kate;"Thank you."@@ @@.mc;"So... please stop me if I'm crossing the line of professionalism."@@ @@.kate;"With your story? I'm the one who is asking you about it."@@ @@.mc;"No, I meant for a question I have for you."@@ @@.kate;"Ask away."@@ @@.mc;"While we're on the topic, are you pregnant?"@@ Kate gave me a smirk. @@.kate;"Why do you ask?"@@ @@.mc;"Again, I mean this in the most respectful way, but you seem to be showing all the... symptoms? Is that right word?"@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P25.1]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/hannah2.webp"> <<if $brag is true>>@@.mc;“Yeah, she was cute. Curly sandy blonde hair, brown eyes, nice smile, curvy with wide hips, a narrow waist, and big tits,”@@ I said. @@.kate;“Rawr. I’m sensing you have a type.”@@ @@.mc;“Maybe.”@@ <<else>>@@.mc;"Yeah, she was cute. She was about twenty five and had also just moved into a new place down the road, out in the country.”@@ "@@.kate;Cool, but how was her body? Was she hot?"@@ @@.mc;“I thought so. Curly blonde hair, brown eyes, nice smile, curvy with wide hips, a narrow waist, and a large rack.”@@ <</if>> <center><<button [[Continue|P27]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/hannah3.webp"> @@.kate;“Were you flirting with both of these girls at the same time?” @@Kate asked. @@.mc;“It was a busy bar, and I was having fun with my buddies, so we talked to a few girls. Hannah was a happy drunk having a good night. She told me a story about a time she was out at a hotel and woke up outside her room half naked with no idea how she got there, trying to sound like she was wild, but it only made her seem more innocent.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P28]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“Then you decided to go make out with the girl with the stripper name,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Yep. After Tiffany left, Hannah invited me back to her place, but her friends weren't all that excited about it, because they didn’t like mine.”@@ @@.kate;“Why didn't you just take everyone back to your place?”@@ @@.mc;“I tried, but her friends weren't having it. They wanted to call it a night, and needed Hannah there to let them back into her place.”@@ @@.kate;“Got it.”@@ @@.mc;“I tried to sneak away with them at one point, but my buddies appeared out of nowhere and followed us. Apparently Kyle got a taxi back to his place because he forgot his wallet and couldn't get back into the bar, but it turned out his wallet was actually at my apartment. When he got there, Kyle couldn't pay the taxi driver, so he ran off.”@@ @@.kate;“Sounds like you have great friends.”@@ @@.mc;“Yeah, they're always good for a story. We started walking down the road to her place, and she said it was about a mile, but it turned out to be more like three. It was a good hour before we got there.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P29]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“Oof,"@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“It wasn't so bad. It gave me time to get to know Hannah and chat with her friends to get them to like me. They even warmed up to my friends a bit. Everyone was still drunk and in a good mood.”@@ @@.kate;“Look at you taking my advice! So, you stayed over?”@@ @@.mc;“No, she wasn't that kind of girl. She talked about watching Disney movies and shit. We all had fun, but after a while her friends got tired of mine and kicked them out. We called a taxi, and guess who showed up?”@@ @@.kate;“The taxi driver from before?”@@ @@.mc;“Yep! We weren't even halfway home when he recognized my buddy, pulled over to the side of the road, and told us to get out."@@ @@.kate;"Serves him right. Did he pay for his ride from earlier?"@@ @@.mc;"Plus a big tip.”@@ @@.kate;“You need better friends, dude.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P30]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/intro12.webp"> @@.mc;"Maybe,"@@ I said. @@.kate;“So why are you currently blocked on this girl's phone?”@@ @@.mc;“We’ll get there. So, the next day I called Tiffany and asked her out for dinner.”@@ <center> <<button [[Detailed version|P31]]>><<set $shortversion to false>><</button>>     <<button [[Shorter version|2.11]]>><<set $shortversion to true>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“I'm going to set the mood by summarizing the evening in a pop song."@@ @@.kate;“Now you’re speaking my language,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“<i>I took her out, it was a Friday night. I walked alone, to get the feeling right. We started making out, and she took off my pants, but then I turned on the TV,</i>”@@ I sang. @@.kate;“A pop punk reference. Well done.”@@ @@.mc;“Knew you’d appreciate it.”@@ @@.kate;“By the way, the line is, ‘I wore cologne,’ not ‘I walked alone.’”@@ @@.mc;“Bullshit.”@@ @@.kate;“Look it up,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Now I don’t want to. That’s probably my favorite line in the song. It sets the whole mood.”@@ @@.kate;“Not the fact no one likes you when you’re twenty-three?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P32]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/tiffanybr3.webp"> @@.mc;“Anyway," @@I continued, @@.mc;"Tiffany came over to my place and I gave her the tour. We started making out, and we were supposed to go out to dinner, but I ended up taking her into my room and having my way with her first. I guess I was a little hungover from the night before.”@@ @@.kate;"I get it. A hangover always makes me thirsty, but I still gotta slut shame."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P32.1]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro9.webp"> @@.mc;"I hooked up with Tiffany on Friday night, she stayed over, and I went out with Hannah the next night,"@@ I said. @@.kate;"Really? That's all I'm getting for details?"@@ @@.mc;"We didn't use protection."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|2.12]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro9.webp"> @@.mc;“Well... the next day at work I was texting Hannah, and we were vibing,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"I think you even made some comment about a big stupid smile on my face.”@@ @@.kate;“I would never say such a thing, I would only think it.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P33.1]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/hannahdate1.webp"> @@.kate;"So why did they both stop talking to you?"@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;"After my date with Hannah, we decided to go out for a drink."@@ @@.kate;"Uh oh."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P37]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Good point. Anyway, she said something about a sore back-”@@ @@.kate;“Big boobs,”@@ Kate interrupted again. @@.mc;“-and I offered to give her a little back massage.”@@ @@.kate;“Smooth.”@@ @@.mc;“She lay on her floor and I started doing my thing. She began moaning, and although I didn’t expect much to go down that night, I started thinking maybe it could.”@@ @@.kate;“Was it you? Did you go down?”@@ @@.mc;“Her cat came out and started rubbing up on me, and she said her cat didn’t like anyone, so it must mean I was a good person.”@@ @@.kate;“Wow, the stars really aligned for you that weekend, didn’t they?”@@ @@.mc;“So I thought. Her cat let me pet it, and when she sat back up on the couch, I tried to kiss her."@@ @@.kate;“The cat?”@@ Kate asked. <center><<button [[Continue|P35]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> I ignored her. @@.mc;"Hannah pulled back at first, but then got into it,"@@ I said. @@.mc;“My hands roamed her body, but she stopped me from undressing her, telling me she wasn’t ready for any of that until a third date. That was fine with me, since I’d already emptied my tank with Tiffany.”@@ @@.kate;“Into her, more like, since I know your dumbass didn’t use protection,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“I asked if our first night counted as a date, and she said she supposed so. Then I told her I had to go, and left her there with a confused look on her face. After a few seconds, I knocked on her door and when she answered I said I was taking her out for drinks for our third date.”@@ @@.kate;“That’s so corny! But knowing you, it worked.”@@ @@.mc;"I drove us both to the bars, but first I stopped by my apartment with the excuse that I needed to check on something for my roommate."@@ @@.kate;"Mmm hmm."@@ @@.mc;"We started kissing again, and somehow we ended up in my room."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P35.1]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“You keep saying she was a good girl, but in my experience, the Disney nerds with the stuffed animals on their beds are the freakiest girls of all,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Did I tell you about the stuffed animals?”@@ @@.kate;“Ha! Called it. So was she a freak?”@@ @@.mc;“Pretty low on the freaky sex scale, but she was hot, so I enjoyed myself.”@@ @@.kate;“So why are you currently blocked on her phone?”@@ @@.mc;“We’re getting there,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"Afterwards we were cuddling and she started confessing her feelings and telling me how much she liked me, which made me feel a little bad.”@@ @@.kate;“Not that bad though.”@@ @@.mc;“True. It was still early, so she suggested we actually go out for a drink at the bar like we'd planned, but that’s where my new confidence bit me in the ass.”@@ @@.kate;“Why’s that?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P37]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Guess who happened to be at the bar that night, visiting her friend the bartender?”@@ I asked. @@.kate;“Tiffany?” @@ @@.mc;“Yep.”@@ @@.kate;“Oof. Now I’m starting to imagine why she blocked you.”@@ @@.mc;“I tried to play it cool, thinking maybe when Tiffany came up to chat with Hannah, they wouldn’t mention the fact I’d fucked both of them in the past twelve hours.”@@ @@.kate;“How optimistic of you,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Yeah, I hadn’t finished ordering drinks before I heard, ‘wait, you’re on a date? But he fucked me this morning.’”@@ @@.kate;“Damn! So, was Tiffany mad too?”@@ @@.mc;“Hannah left, I went home alone, and both girls told me to fuck off. I haven’t seen Hannah since.”@@ @@.kate;“That’s the problem with the freaky ones. They can get pretty jealous.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P37.1]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Yeah,"@@ I said. @@.kate;"How did that go down?"@@ @@.mc;"Two weeks later, back at the same bar, my buddy ran into her friend and asked me to wingman for him since I owed him.”@@ @@.kate;“Dude. Your friends are the worst. All they keep doing is cock blocking you in all these stories.”@@ @@.mc;“Not really. I’m the one who fucked up things with those two.”@@ @@.kate;“At least you take accountability. Most guys I know wouldn’t do that. Or girls, come to think of it.”@@ @@.mc;“If not for my friends, I wouldn’t have met them in the first place. I’m not the type of guy who walks up to randoms and starts up conversations. I’ve tried many times, but it’s just not who I am. They broke the ice, then I was able to swoop in and look normal by comparison.”@@ @@.kate;“Ah, so you’re like the girl who makes sure she’s hotter than all her friends so she looks better by comparison.”@@ @@.mc;“Maybe?”@@ I said. @@.kate;“Genius. Although I will point out that you met Tiffany on your own.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P39]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/intro12.webp"> @@.mc;“Fair,”@@ I said. @@.kate;“So why did you owe your buddy?”@@ @@.mc;“Because I had a threesome with the girls he and my other buddy brought home.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P40]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro10.webp"> Kate sat up. @@.kate;“A threesome? Hold on, I need to hear this, but first I'm going to grab a cookie, and then you're going to continue your story. Do you want one?”@@ @@.mc;“You know I do.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P41]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/cookies1.webp"> Kate hopped up and headed straight for the cookie plate. @@.kate;"Actually, I can't wait. Just start the story!"@@ Kate said. <center><<button [[Continue|P42]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/cookies2.webp"> @@.mc;"Alright,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"The next weekend after things blew up with Tiffany and Hannah my buddies wanted to go out again, but I wasn’t feeling it.”@@ @@.kate;“Didn’t want to run into one of the girls again, huh?”@@ Kate said as she returned with the whole plate. <center><<button [[Continue|P43]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/cookies4.webp"> @@.mc;“Basically,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"I had tweaked my back from moving some furniture around, plus I was still feeling sorry for myself after messing things up with two girls I actually kind of liked, so I stayed home and played video games in my sweats. That's when my roommate and my buddy returned from the bars with two girls in hand.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P44]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/brianna1.webp"> @@.kate;“Descriptions?”@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;“Both pretty in their own way. Brianna, the brunette, was my type for sure.”@@ @@.kate;“Big boobs?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P44.1]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/beerpong1.webp"> @@.mc;“They all decided to play beer pong, and I was dragged into it. I was standing there in my hoodie, looking like death, and both girls seemed weirdly attracted to me,”@@ I said. @@.kate;“So you can’t credit the nice clothes this time.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P46]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/beerpong2.webp"> @@.mc;“Not at all,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"I wasn’t looking to steal my friend’s girls, so I wasn’t flirting with them, just being friendly enough to not chase them off.”@@ @@.kate;“But they were attracted to you for not hitting on them. So, they were college girls.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P47]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/cookies3.webp"> @@.mc;“Correct. As the night wore on, my roommate and my buddy both kept hitting on them, to the point where Brianna's friend was getting uncomfortable and wanting to leave. To help out, since they were both drunk and they were talking about driving home, I offered for her to crash in my room so she’d feel safe, and said I’d sleep on the couch.”@@ @@.kate;“Very gallant of you.”@@ Kate said as she grabbed another cookie. <center><<button [[Continue|P48]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bedroom1.webp"> @@.mc;“Honestly, I just wanted to get back to my game,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"But the girl took me up on it, and Brianna decided to crash in my bed too, to the disappointment of my roommate.”@@ @@.kate;“I don’t see how you owe your friends at all.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P50]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Well, my roommate went back to his room, and my friend was out on the couch with me when Brianna came out to grab me and said I should sleep in there with her and her friend,”@@ I said. @@.kate;“The plot thickens! So you still don't remember the name of the girl with the small boobs?”@@ @@.mc;“I haven't the foggiest.”@@ @@.kate;“Classy. Flat girls really are subhuman to you, aren't they?”@@ @@.mc;“She just had a dumb name, I met her once over a month ago.”@@ @@.kate;“I find it suspicious you didn't deny my accusation.”@@ @@.mc;“Relax, your boobs are big enough to make you memorable.”@@ Kate glared at me. @@.kate;“Continue.”@@ @@.mc;"At this point my video game was forgotten, and I walked back with her into my room where she locked the door and told me there were no pants allowed.”@@ @@.kate;“You let a girl make the rules for your own bed?”@@ Kate asked. <center><<button [[Continue|P51]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“In this case, I let it slide,”@@ I said. @@.kate;“Very generous of you. What happened next?”@@ @@.mc;“I had my first threesome, and that’s why my friend said I owed him, for delivering two hot ass college girls to my bedroom.”@@ @@.kate;“That’s all you’re giving me?”@@ @@.mc;“Uh… I didn’t wear a condom, but I don’t remember if I came inside both of them.”@@ @@.kate;“Fair enough, but… your first threesome? I need more details!”@@ @@.mc;“I like how you're more interested in the girls in my stories than the guys.”@@ @@.kate;“Obviously. You didn't knock up any of your guy friends,”@@ @@.mc;“Fair enough. Okay, so we all got comfortable, with me on the edge, Brianna the hot girl in the middle, and the other girl by the wall.”@@ @@.kate;"I need more,"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"Set the mood!"@@ @@.mc;"At this point the room was pitch black."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P52]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“I cuddled up with Brianna, and we started talking. It was a little odd, because every time I’d pull back, she’d be more interested in me, but every time I’d make a move on her, she’d pull back.”@@ @@.kate;“Typical hot college girl,"@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“I guess. I tried kissing her a few times, but she said she didn’t like kissing. Then I gave up, and that’s when she pulled out my dick and started blowing me.”@@ @@.kate;“Now this is more like it.”@@ @@.mc;“This is far more than I ever told any of my friends, by the way. They basically just wanted to know what the girls looked like naked.”@@ @@.kate;“Well?”@@ @@.mc;“No idea. It was dark.”@@ @@.kate;“Okay, so she was blowing you. What about the other girl?”@@ @@.mc;“At this point, we’d been talking for long enough for her to fall asleep.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P53]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“Some threesome,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“I was about to bust, so I pulled Brianna’s face off me and she climbed on top to show what a great cowgirl she could be. At some point we woke up her friend because I could hear her fingering herself and moaning softly.”@@ @@.kate;“Good girl.”@@ @@.mc;“Brianna came, and I tried to switch positions, but she said she was too sensitive to keep going. Then her friend said, ‘I’d take his dick.’”@@ @@.kate;“Wow.”@@ @@.mc;“At this point, I was too horny to worry about being polite, so I said fuck it and climbed over Brianna to fuck her friend.”@@ @@.kate;“Damn, dude. Who was the better lay?”@@ @@.mc;“Brianna was more active, and her friend just kind of lay there, but that could just be the difference in positions. Her friend came too, but the difference was, she let me keep going.”@@ @@.kate;“Two for two? Well look at you.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P54]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“I was surprised too, honestly. But she had already got herself started, so I probably just finished her off. I slowed down a bit to let her recover, then I flipped her over and hit it from behind.”@@ @@.kate;“Doggy?”@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;“Prone bone. Or whatever you call it where the girl is lying down on her stomach.”@@ @@.kate;“Ohhh, that’s a fun one. So, you came inside her?”@@ @@.mc;“I told her I was going to cum and she just grunted.”@@ @@.kate;“So you didn’t finish inside Brianna?”@@ @@.mc;“Not then. But she did wake me up for another round a few hours later, and I’m pretty sure I did then.”@@ @@.kate;“So, four for four,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Yep.”@@ @@.kate;“Congratulations, $name, but I have bad news to tell you.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P55]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“What’s that?”@@ I asked. @@.kate;“You've still never had a threesome.”@@ @@.mc;“What do you mean?”@@ @@.kate;“Neither girl interacted in any way, did they? Kissing each other, touching, even playing with each other’s tits?”@@ I paused. @@.mc;“Not that I could tell, although it was dark, so they were in my mind.”@@ @@.kate;“And while you were fucking one of them, were you ever making out with the other?”@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;“Not that I can remember.”@@ @@.kate;“So you hooked up with two girls side by side, which is pretty cool, but you’ve still never had a threesome.”@@ @@.mc;“Well… I don’t think the girls were really into each other, they were just horny.”@@ @@.kate;“That’s my point. So, did you get both their numbers?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P56]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/cookies4.webp"> @@.mc;“No. The next morning they were both rude and mean, and sure, some people can’t handle a hangover, but I couldn’t kick them out of there fast enough.”@@ Kate grabbed another cookie. @@.kate;“So how are you going to find them? Go back to the bars?”@@ @@.mc;“Probably, yeah. Brianna's friend is there a lot.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P57]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> A moment passed as Kate munched on her cookie. @@.kate;"Don't judge me, I didn't have lunch."@@ @@.mc;"No judgment here."@@ @@.kate;"I gotta say, $name, I'm enjoying your stories. But I'm still wondering who it was that called you."@@ @@.mc;"Same."@@ @@.kate;"So far, everyone you met you only hooked up with once, right? But you said you ran into Tiffany again after the threesome."@@ @@.mc;“Yep. We went out to the bars again the next week, and Tiffany was there with her cousin. My roommate Austin saw her and was instantly in love with her, so he made me go with him to introduce himself.”@@ @@.kate;“Did Tiffany confront you?”@@ @@.mc;“She tried to ignore me at first, but we were standing where we'd met, so I asked her if she would buy me a drink.”@@ @@.kate;“I bet she loved that.”@@ @@.mc;“Totally. Started calling me names, said I was an asshole. I said, ‘maybe, but at least I'm warning you about my friend’ which made her look over to see Austin flirting with her cousin.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P58]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/becca1.webp"> @@.kate;"Are you really going to make me ask you to describe her to me?"@@ @@.mc;“Tall, wavey blonde hair, glasses, with a fun personality. Next to Tiffany, Becca was a ray of sunshine."@@ @@.kate;“You know her name? She must have big boobs.”@@ Kate asked. <center><<button [[Continue|P59]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/beccabar1.webp"> @@.mc;“Decent sized, yeah."@@ I said. @@.mc;"So I played wingman by sitting there with the girl who was still pissed off at me. I thought she would run out of things to say and names to call me, but she was just warming up."@@ @@.kate;"Sounds like a great time."@@ <center><<button [[I defended myself|P60]]>><<set $defendmyself to true>><</button>>     <<button [[I didn't bother|P60]]>><<set $defendmyself to false>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/beccabar2.webp"> <<if $defendmyself is true>>@@.mc;“I tried to defend myself, reminding her how I'd met both her and Hannah the same night. We had only been on one date, and it's not like we were official, so I had still been getting to know them both.”@@ <<else>>@@.mc;“I didn't even bother trying to defend myself. At first she just acted mad, but eventually started talking about what I was missing out on, and if I hadn't fucked things up we'd be headed up to my apartment with her right now.”@@ <</if>> @@.kate;"Did she look good?"@@ Kate asked. <center><<button [[Continue|P61]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Yeah she did. Problem was, I didn’t have anyone I was seeing at the time, and it had been a week since I’d got any, so I have to admit I was under her spell a bit,”@@ I admitted. @@.kate;“Oh, no. You made a move, didn’t you?”@@ <<if $defendmyself is true>>@@.mc;“Kind of? I offered her a drink, but she turned it down because she needed to drive. We’d always had a little competition in our dynamic, so I told her she was the one wasting time by not coming back to my bedroom. So what if I’d proved I wasn’t relationship material? She’d already told me I was the first guy to make her cum, so she might as well make the most of the situation.”@@ Kate chuckled. @@.kate;“How did that go?”@@ @@.mc;“She started talking more shit, saying she was just being nice, she’d faked it, all the usual shit.”@@ @@.kate;“Did it hurt?”@@ @@.mc;“Not really. I knew whatever I said she would argue with, so I knew there was no winning. Instead, I switched to topics and opinions I knew she personally related to, just to try to get her to argue against her own beliefs.”@@ @@.kate;“Like what?”@@ @@.mc;“Tried politics, religion. All the taboo topics you aren’t supposed to bring up in polite conversation. She mentioned horoscopes a few times in the past, so I told her mine said I’d find true love where it was least expected, and I got her to admit astrology was bullshit.”@@ <<else>>@@.mc;“Nope. I decided to kill her with kindness.”@@ @@.kate;“I bet she loved that,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Yep. Kept throwing out insults, and I would chuckle and say, ‘hell yeah I am!’”@@ @@.kate;“Wow. You might as well have injected her with a full shot of rage.”@@ @@.mc;“At first, yeah, but she finally grew tired of it. Eventually she only glared at me, but then it went more in the way of her trying to seduce me.”@@ @@.kate;“Really?”@@ @@.mc;“I ignored her when she started talking about how her tits had grown lately, said ‘that’s cool’ when she mentioned getting hit on at the bar, and kept finding excuses to touch and rub up against me. I figured it was all a ruse for her to say, ‘gotcha!’ and run off.”@@ @@.kate;“Was it?”@@ Kate asked.<</if>><center><<button [[Continue|P62]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/tiffanybar3.webp"> <<if $defendmyself is true>>Kate laughed. @@.kate;“Genius.”@@ @@.mc;"Then she leaned over and put her hand on my thigh the same way we did when we met. She said, 'Fuck it, you're right. Let's go back to your place.'"@@ <<else>>@@.mc;“Yep. She put her hand on my thigh and it reminded me of the night we met and all the fun we had after. My pants turn into a tent and she gave me an angry squeeze, just enough to make me jump. She said I was stupid for falling for her tease, then got up and grabbed her cousin to leave me there with a semi.”@@ <</if>> <center><<button [[Continue|P63]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> <<if $defendmyself is true>>@@.kate;"Really?"@@ Kate said. @@.mc;"Then she leaned over and said, 'in your dreams, fuckboy,' and left me there with a semi."@@ @@.kate;“Ha! That’s actually pretty funny,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Yeah, I saw it coming, but it still kind of worked.”@@ <</if>>@@.kate;“Well, at least you knew she still liked you.”@@ @@.mc;“How’s that?”@@ @@.kate;“If a girl comes at you hot or cold they still have feelings for you. It’s when they’re neutral that you know it’s over. So what did you do next, jerk off?”@@ @@.mc;“Nah, my buddies said I still owed them, and it was still early enough, so they dragged me out to a different bar, one that happened to have a karaoke night going on.”@@ @@.kate;"Fun."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P64]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/bar2.webp"> @@.mc;"My buddies started talking to a couple of cougars, and I chatted up a girl there who had just finished a song. I’d seen her around before, always with a new guy following her around, but tonight she was alone."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P64.1]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/slutface1.webp"> @@.kate;"She sounds high maintenance."@@ @@.mc;"Exactly. But I had nothing to lose, so I told her I thought her singing was inspired."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P66]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/slutface2.webp"> @@.kate;"Thanks for not making me beg for a description,"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"So, was she actually a good singer?"@@ @@.mc;“Yeah, actually. There’s something about a girl who can really sing that gets you going, you know?”@@ @@.kate;“I do.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P67]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/slutface4.webp"> @@.mc;“She tried to talk me into doing a song, and I told her people seemed to be having a good time and I didn’t want to ruin that. She offered to sing a duet with me, and right around then my roommate Austin walked up to us.”@@ @@.kate;“So, did you try to hook him up, or did you make a move yourself?”@@ Kate asked. <center> <<button [[I Was A Good Friend|P68]]>><<set $slutface to false>><</button>>    <<button [[I Made A Move|SF1]]>><<set $slutface to true>><</button>> </center>

<img src="images/slutface3.webp"> @@.mc;“I grabbed Austin and pushed him onstage where he fucked up royally. Apparently he didn’t even know the song since it came out when he was like ten.”@@ @@.kate;“How old is your roommate?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P69]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Twenty-two,”@@ I said. @@.kate;“Oh, god. How did you end up living with such a baby?”@@ @@.mc;“I figured it would keep me young.”@@ @@.kate;“Yeah, sounds like it worked.”@@ @@.mc;“Anyway, the girl wasn’t all that into him, and seemed to be more into me, but I kept pushing for it. After she sang a few more songs I invited her back to our place where I sat them on the couch together, put on a comedy, and said I had an early morning.”@@ @@.kate;“Did he close the deal?”@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;“Yeah. I heard them in his room going at it for several hours. She was very… vocal.”@@ @@.kate;“You did it!”@@ @@.mc;“Yep. I actually turned down some pussy for once. Felt a little dirty being my roommate’s pimp, but I got the job done.”@@ @@.kate;“And then you jerked off.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P70]]>><</button>></center></div>

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<img src="images/slutface3.webp"> @@.mc;“I figured he could handle things himself, so I agreed to go onstage and humiliate myself. She chose a duet, and I tried to make up for my lack of talent with enthusiasm.”@@ @@.kate;“Did you commit to the part?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|SF2]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“You know I did!”@@ @@.kate;“Thatta boy. The first rule of karaoke is to always be entertaining.”@@ @@.mc;“It went decently enough, and she stuck around to sing another few songs, but she kept coming back to chat with me. After a bit I invited her back to my place with the excuse of playing a game of Rock Band where she could keep singing.”@@ @@.kate;“Genius,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Yeah, or a bit of an asshole move, since I'd lost the guitar and everything else for that game about ten years ago, but it didn’t seem to matter. When we got back to my place I made us drinks and we chatted for a bit until my roommate got the hint and disappeared, then I dragged her into my room.”@@ @@.kate;“I thought you said four girls?”@@ @@.mc;“I was still counting.”@@ @@.kate;“Not memorable?”@@ @@.mc;“Actually, she was a great lay. Although sometimes it felt a bit scripted, you know? Like she’d watched too many pornos and was trying to copy them with her moans and grunts. But damn, if she didn’t give one of the best blowjobs of my life. And she looked great naked.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|SF3]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/slutface5.webp"> @@.kate;“Let me guess. Big boobs?”@@ @@.mc;“Big ol’ implants.”@@ @@.kate;“Really? What was that like?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|SF4]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/slutface6.webp"> @@.mc;“Not bad. First time I’ve been with someone who had them, so it was a little weird getting used to the feeling.”@@ @@.kate;“How did they look?”@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;“Why, are you self conscious about yours? That’s probably for your husband to tell you.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|SF5]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro10.webp"> @@.kate;“These are all me, thank you,"@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Seriously? Did you have a growth spurt lately?”@@ @@.kate;“Excuse me, we’re not talking about my tits.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|SF5.1]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Nope. Like I said, great BJ skills, so she had me hard and was riding me ten minutes later.”@@ @@.kate;“Did you finish inside?”@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;“Yeah, she kept begging for it, so she ended up getting four rounds out of me.”@@ @@.kate;“Damn. Good for you. Although I bet your roommate was pissed off.”@@ @@.mc;“Probably. She was pretty damn loud. What was I supposed to do though, grab the cougar’s hands and drag them back with us? Austin is a decent opener, but he’s a lousy closer.”@@ @@.kate;“Did you ever hook up again?”@@ @@.mc;“Nah. I got her number, but she never really wanted a second time around. Guess she really was out of my league.”@@ @@.kate;“So, everything you just described sounds like you hooked up with the local slut. Did you get tested after?”@@ @@.mc;“I haven’t had any symptoms. I probably still should though.”@@ @@.kate;“You think?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|SF7]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/slutface6.webp"> @@.mc;“They looked pretty nice. Better with her top on, but they suited her. Fake lips, fake moans, but still a fun time. I have to admit, I did not last long."@@ @@.kate;“Did she leave right after?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|SF6]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Not relevant,”@@ I said. @@.kate;“Well, maybe it is. If you jerk off twice a day, your loads aren't going to be nearly as potent as if you're filling these poor girls with a week’s worth of buildup.”@@ @@.mc;“I have to say, when I drove up here today, I didn't expect to be talking about my loads with you. But I will admit to wanking as much as the next guy.”@@ @@.kate;“How very British of you.”@@ @@.mc;“Quite, quite.”@@ @@.kate;“That was good though. Sometimes it’s better to jerk off than to catch something nasty. Based on your description of the karaoke girl, who sounds like a slutbag, you would definitely have an STD right now. Or at least an STI.”@@ @@.mc;“Isn’t that a car?”@@ @@.kate;"Please get tested, $name."@@ @@.mc;"Alright, but only because you suggested it."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P71]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“Okay, so in each of these stories, you’ve only fucked each of these girls once,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“I hooked up with them all multiple times, except for Brianna’s friend. But at this point, it was only one night with each of them, yeah.”@@ @@.kate;“It’s possible to make someone pregnant in one night, but it’s unlikely. A girl only ovulates one day a month, and although sperm can last in the system up to five days or so, that’s still only a one in six chance it took place during that time.”@@ I nodded. @@.mc;“I’m aware. But you’re not accounting for the fact a few of these girls might have only hooked up with me because they were ovulating.”@@ @@.kate;“Alright, so you have done your homework. Which makes you even more of an idiot for being so risky.”@@ I shrugged. @@.kate;“Even then,"@@ Kate continued, @@.kate;"a healthy woman in her sexual prime has around a twenty percent chance of getting pregnant even when she has sex without protection, so even if you hit up half of these girls when they were ovulating, it’s still not super likely.”@@ @@.mc;“Right, which is why I figured that even if one of them wasn't taking her birth control correctly, the fact we hooked up once meant it was still fairly safe.”@@ @@.kate;“Well…”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P72]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“And in each one of these stories, I was pretty drunk. And I'm not really a casual hookup guy anyway, I've always been a relationship guy. All this is new to me,"@@ I said. @@.kate;“Like they say, you become the people you spend the most time with.”@@ @@.mc;“You'd be pretty high on that list.”@@ @@.kate;“And I have a big breeding fetish and am trying to get knocked up, so do as I say, not as I do.”@@ @@.mc;“Noted.”@@ @@.kate;“So who did you hook up with again? That is probably our biggest clue we have to go by,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Well, a few days after running into Tiffany and Becca, I randomly got a knock on my door.”@@ @@.kate;“Oooh. I take it back, maybe you do know how to tell a story.”@@ I paused to look around. @@.mc;“Hey, something just occured to me. If someone comes up to the house and steals something when we don’t realize they’re here, are we held accountable?”@@ @@.kate;“Usually it would be home insurance that covers it. But don’t worry, I put a little camera near the front door facing the gate that has motion alerts on my phone.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P73]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Smart,"@@ I said. @@.kate;"Wait, did you just ask me that to keep me in suspense?"@@ @@.mc;"Maybe."@@ @@.kate;"I've created a monster. Now tell me who it was!"@@ @@.mc;“It was Brianna.”@@ @@.kate;“The busty girl from your not-a-threesome?”@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;“Yep. I happened to be jerking it on my couch, so I was already horned up, so I pulled her inside and kissed her.”@@ @@.kate;“What if your roommate got home?”@@ @@.mc;“Then I’d put it away, naturally.”@@ @@.kate;“She just showed up at your house randomly?”@@ @@.mc;“Yep.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P74]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“Wow. Your dick game must be strong after all if you have bitches showing up at your apartment a few weeks later begging for it,”@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"Now give me the details."@@ @@.mc;“It felt pretty good to see her right at that moment, I’ll admit. I kissed her right there in the doorway, and she said she didn't like kissing. I said that's okay, because I did, and kissed her again."@@ @@.kate;"Ha."@@ @@.mc;"I picked her up, carried her inside and set her on the kitchen counter like an elf on a shelf. Then I kissed her neck and pushed up against her to let know I was hard, pulled her tits out and did everything I could to turn her on."@@ @@.kate;“So, you fucked.”@@ @@.mc;"I pulled down her yoga pants and entered here right there."@@ @@.kate;“Wow, I’m glad you aren’t my roommate.”@@ @@.mc;"Because I was feeling bold I kissed her again, and this time she was into it. So I fucked her right there on the kitchen counter, barely a word said between us, only long glances as we looked into each other's eyes."@@ @@.kate;"Sounds... weirdly romantic?"@@ Kate said. <center><<button [[Continue|P75]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/bricouch1.webp"> @@.mc;"It kind of was, considering the last time we'd seen each other had been in the dark where we'd been using each other. After we finished, we ended up cuddling up on the couch and watching a movie."@@ @@.kate;"Let me guess, you also fucked her on the couch?"@@ Kate asked. <center><<button [[Continue|P76]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bricouch2.webp"> @@.mc;"Well my roommate still hadn't returned, so..."@@ @@.kate;"Eww. Remind me to never go anywhere near your apartment,"@@ Kate said. <center><<button [[Continue|P77]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;"She spent the night, we stayed up late fucking in my room, and it was nice. Kind of normal, you know? Even though we didn’t talk much, and I knew barely anything about her, but I wanted to,"@@ I said. @@.kate;“And you got her number?” @@ @@.mc;“Yeah. We saw each other a couple more times after that, but then she disappeared.”@@ @@.kate;“So why haven't you called her yet?”@@ @@.mc;“I have,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"But she hasn't responded. Over the past few weeks I’ve already sent like five unanswered texts, and I really don’t want to send a sixth.”@@ @@.kate;“Who cares? It’s not like you’re going to scare her off twice.”@@ @@.mc;“I still have this hope she’ll show up at my door again one day, you know?”@@ @@.kate;“Wow, you really like her.”@@ @@.mc;“I guess. But like I said, I barely know anything about her. I think it’s just the fact she disappeared on me that makes it feel like I’m missing out.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P78]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“Well, I hope she’s the one you knocked up,"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"Because then you’d definitely see her again.”@@ @@.mc;“Probably not. She’s a college student, so she probably wouldn't keep it.”@@ @@.kate;"Damn, dude. Why are you being such a downer?"@@ @@.mc;"Because I keep having these highs and lows. I meet a new girl, things seem great, then I'm back to being single and alone again. I have a few nights where I'm super lucky and everything goes my way, then I find out all my luck was used up in those brief moments and I'll be paying the price the rest of my life."@@ @@.kate;"Maybe, maybe not. Fine, let's figure out who it was who left the message. We now have the full list of suspects, correct? No other surprises?”@@ @@.mc;“For the timeline to match up, yeah. Before that, it was just my ex. But that was six months ago.”@@ <<if $slutface is true>>@@.kate;Aha, a sixth suspect!"@@<<else>>@@.kate;“Aha, a fifth suspect!”@@<</if>> @@.mc;“Nah, she would have called me by now, or at least shown up at my door to torture me.”@@ @@.kate;“Now we need to narrow down the list. So, let's start with a guess. Off the top of your head, who do you think it is?”@@ @@.mc;“No idea.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P78.1]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/bgoverlook1.webp"> @@.kate;"By the way, I still don't get your whole thing with Tiffany,"@@ @@.mc;"That makes two of us." @@ @@.kate;“Hold up, I'm buzzing,"@@ Kate said as she pulled out her phone. @@.kate;"Hey, we have a potential buyer! It’s a couple!”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P80]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/couple1.webp"> @@.mc;“Sweet,”@@ I said as I got up to follow her. @@.kate;“Actually, it looks like the woman is pregnant. Maybe she’s here for you?”@@ @@.mc;“Ha, ha.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P81]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/couple2.webp"> @@.kate;"Hey, are you here for the showing?"@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;"Hi, we saw the hours for the open house and thought we'd drop by. Cool place!"@@ the guy said. <center><<button [[Continue|P82]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/couple3.webp"> The couple was nice enough, but I could tell early on that Kate had zero hopes they were actually able to drop ten million on a house and were only there to check the place out for fun. She was still nice enough, but didn’t offer to give them any extra tours or let them walk off on their own. <center><<button [[Continue|P83]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/couple4.webp"> Still, it was nice to have a reason to get up and feel like we accomplished something at work that day other than sitting around digging through my past and trying to figure out who I may or may not have impregnated. <center><<button [[Continue|P84]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bgoverlook1.webp"> Ten minutes passed before it was back to just the two of us sitting in our places by the pool. @@.kate;“Shit, only about an hour left before we call it a day,”@@ Kate said. @@.kate;“You still have no call backs?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P85]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“Okay, so which girl are you hoping you knocked up?”@@ Kate asked. @@.mc;“No one. I’m not looking for a baby momma.”@@ @@.kate;“Really? You could have fooled me five minutes ago when you were eye fucking that poor pregnant woman in front of her partner.”@@ @@.mc;“I was not.”@@ @@.kate;“Then why were you licking your lips like a cartoon dog imagining a steak?”@@ @@.mc;“The topic was on my mind, can you blame me?”@@ I said. @@.kate;“Oh, is that all it was? Come on, there’s got to be at least one girl you like more than the others.”@@ @@.mc;"Things are shaky with all of them. And I'm not exactly at the point of my life where I'm looking to raise a kid, and I sure as shit can't afford child support payments."@@ @@.kate;"Forget all that,"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"Now close your eyes."@@ @@.mc;"Okay?"@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P87]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/black.webp"> @@.kate;"Now imagine Brianna,"@@ Kate said. @@.mc;"Why?"@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P88]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bri1.webp"> @@.kate;"Humor me,"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"Are you doing it?"@@ @@.mc;"Yup."@@ @@.kate;"Okay, now imagine she's pregnant. Just a couple of months along."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P89]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bri2.webp"> @@.kate;"It's subtle, but she's gained a couple cup sizes so her titties are poppin' and her belly is barely showing if you're looking for it."@@ @@.mc;"Okay?"@@ @@.kate;"Now imagine she's a few more months along and she's really starting to fill out."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P90]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bri3.webp"> @@.kate;"Her belly is undeniable, proof of the life growing inside of her,"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"Imagine it's <i>your</i> baby. Proof of your virility, the continuation of your lineage. You're telling me that doesn't turn you on? Even a little bit?"@@ @@.mc;"That's... scary."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P91]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bri4.webp"> @@.kate;"Sure, but it's also primal, isn't it?"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"Now, she's in her third trimester. You can't go anywhere with her without someone stopping you to comment or asking her if they can touch her belly. They give you a wink because they know you're the one who knocked up this cute little college girl."@@ <center> <<button [[Keep going|P92]]>><<set $big to true>><</button>>     <<button [[That's enough|P91.1]]>><<set $big to false>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bri5.webp"> @@.kate;"Now, even bigger. She's full term, and people are asking if you're having twins, because your giant genes have made a huge baby inside her,"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"Her breasts are filling with milk, her ass is getting huge, and having sex with her is a challenge. But you still do, because you can't keep your hands off her sexy body."@@ <center> <<button [[Keep going|P93]]>><<set $hyper to true>><</button>>     <<button [[That's enough|P91.1]]>><<set $hyper to false>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bri6.webp"> @@.mc;"If you say so. Alright, now that's a bit much,"@@ I said. @@.kate;"I didn't tell you to keep going. That's all you."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P94]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;"Are you trying to give me a pregnancy fetish?"@@ I asked. @@.kate;"Give you one? No, I'm trying to unlock the one you already have inside you but keep trying to suppress.@@" @@.mc;"If you say so,"@@ I said as I pulled out my phone. @@.kate;"Come on, let's get out of here. Let's go out to the bars and see if we can find one of these girls.”@@ @@.mc;“Oh yeah? You’re going to come with me?”@@ @@.kate;“Why not? My husband is out of town all week and I have nothing better to do. Plus, I could see if there's anyone else’s voice I recognize in the bar. Maybe there's some other girl you forgot that you fucked.”@@ @@.mc;“Great idea.”@@ @@.kate;“Did you get a message?@@ @@.mc;"No, I'm just looking something up."@@ @@.kate; "Alright, I’m going to start locking up. Today was a bust,”@@ Kate said as she stood up. <center><<button [[Continue|P95]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“At least you had the one couple."@@ @@.kate;“There’s no way they could have afforded anything close to this place.”@@ @@.mc;“Are you sure about that?”@@ @@.kate;“Being attractive does not make you rich.”@@ @@.mc;“Sometimes it does,”@@ I said as I stood up. @@.kate;“Why, was she an influencer or something?”@@ @@.mc;“I don’t know, probably. But I knew I’d seen him before, and I figured it out.”@@ @@.kate;“Where?”@@ I showed her an article on my phone with a picture of the guy we'd met a few minutes before. @@.mc;“He’s a pitcher. Just signed a five year contract to play here for twenty million a season.”@@ Kate’s eyes grew wide. @@.kate;“Holy shit! He took my card! Wait, was I a bitch to them?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P96]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Not particularly.”@@ @@.kate;“$name!”@@ Kate shouted as she threw her arms around me. @@.kate;“Do you know what this means?”@@ @@.mc;“That you could be rich enough to afford a place like this one day?”@@ @@.kate;“Hell no, but I could make a year’s salary in one sale! People keep telling me I’m an idiot for all the time I’ve spent trying to show this place and deal with the sellers, but I held out, simply for the fact the commission check would be so damn sweet.”@@ @@.mc;“I’m happy for you.”@@ @@.kate;“Come on, I’ll buy the first round! Let’s go find out which bitch you knocked up! Hey, maybe I’ll buy her a drink, then if she turns it down, we’ll know it’s her!”@@ @@.mc;“Brilliant.”@@ <hr><center> To be continued... Please save here! <<button [[Next|ToBeContinued]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/intro10.webp"> @@.mc;“How did you know?"@@ I said. @@.kate;"What was her friend's name?"@@ @@.mc;"I don't remember."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P44.2]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/penny1.webp"> @@.mc;"Short curly hair, pretty tall. She was black, I think? Maybe Middle Eastern."@@ @@.kate;"Wow,"@@ Kate said. @@.kate;"She must not have been very memorable. Poor girl had small tits, I take it?"@@ @@.mc;"Medium. She was cute enough, but we didn't really vibe. At least, not at first."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P45]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/tiffanybr4.webp"> <<if $brag is true>>@@.mc;"It wasn't her fault I'm irresistable."<<else>>@@.mc;"Really? I thought you were above using outdated stereotypes. Empowering other women and all that."@@<</if>> @@.kate;"I was talking about you,"@@ Kate said. <center><<button [[Continue|P32.2]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/tiffanybr1.webp"> @@.mc;"Fair enough. Normally I’m not the type to hook up before dinner, let alone for the first time with a girl, but I guess I was still feeling confident from the night before.”@@ @@.kate;“Sex before dinner is the absolute best. Why would you wait until you’re feeling full and lethargic? Eat your dessert first, I say. So, how did she look naked?"@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P32.3]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/tiffanybr2.webp"> @@.mc;"Fantastic. We had decent chemistry from the start, and she was a great lay. It took us both a moment to establish a rhythm, but once we did the sparks started flying,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"After we finished, I took Tiffany out and we had fun getting to know each other over dinner. She spent the night, and I have to say we had a great time."@@ @@.kate;"Oh no! Where did it all go wrong?"@@ Kate asked dramatically <center><<button [[Continue|P33]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/hannahdate1.webp"> @@.mc;“She invited me over to her place for a dinner date, and it turned out she was a decent cook. We watched a movie-”@@ @@.kate;“Was it a movie aimed at children?”@@ Kate interrupted. <center><<button [[Continue|P33.2]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro8.webp"> @@.mc;“No,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"Well, do Marvel movies count?”@@ @@.kate;“Still Disney.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P34]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/hannahbr1.webp"> @@.mc;"I must have still been feeling confident from pulling the same move with Tiffany the night before, so I… uh… went down on her,”@@ I said. @@.kate;“Then you fucked her.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P35.2]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/hannahbr2.webp"> @@.mc;“Yeah, after I gave her an orgasm I was ready to go, so we rolled around in the hay a bit-”@@ @@.kate;“Without a condom,”@@ Kate added. @@.mc;“-and she did seem to regret it a bit, being a good girl and all, but she still wanted to hang out after.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P36]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro11.webp"> @@.mc;“Yeah. Although between the two, I’d still say Tiffany is more of a freak.”@@ @@.kate;“But you still talk to her?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P38]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/slutface7.webp"> @@.mc;"She was hot enough I thought she was out of my league,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"Her hair and makeup as all done up, and she was skinny enough that having boobs that big on her frame probably meant they were fake."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P65]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“So do you think your mystery caller could have been karaoke girl?”@@ @@.mc;“If it was her, she probably would have just called my number, right?”@@ @@.kate;“Unless she deleted it.”@@ @@.mc;“Ouch.”@@ @@.kate;“Just call her. What was her name, by the way?”@@ @@.mc;“I have no idea.”@@ @@.kate;“Well, what's she saved as in your phone?”@@ @@.mc;“Uh…”@@ I said as I stared at my phone. @@.mc;“Slutface.”@@ Kate laughed. @@.kate;“Wow.”@@ I called Slutface, and it rang four times before getting voicemail. @@.kate;“Wow, dude. Zero for five.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|SF8]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/intro8.webp"> @@.mc;"Alright, that's about enough of that."@@ @@.kate;"Still too scary for you?"@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P94]]>><</button>></center>

<<if $slutface is true>><img src="images/fivesome.webp"><<set $picktiffany to false>><<set $pickpenny to false>><<set $pickhannah to false>><<set $pickbrianna to false>><<set $pickslutface to false>> @@.kate;“Come on, what's your gut telling you? Don't even think about it, just say the first name that comes to mind.”@@ <center> <<button [[Brianna's friend|P78.2]]>><<set $pickpenny to true>><</button>>     <<button [[Brianna|P78.3]]>><<set $pickbrianna to true>><</button>>     <<button [[Tiffany|P78.4]]>><<set $picktiffany to true>><</button>>     <<button [[Slutface|P78.6]]>><<set $pickslutface to true>><</button>>     <<button [[Hannah|P78.5]]>><<set $pickhannah to true>><</button>></center> <<else>><img src="images/foursome.webp"><<set $picktiffany to false>><<set $pickpenny to false>><<set $pickhannah to false>><<set $pickbrianna to false>><<set $pickslutface to false>> @@.kate;“Come on, what's your gut telling you? Don't even think about it, just say the first name that comes to mind.”@@ <center> <<button [[Brianna's friend|P78.2]]>><<set $pickpenny to true>><</button>>     <<button [[Brianna|P78.3]]>><<set $pickbrianna to true>><</button>>     <<button [[Tiffany|P78.4]]>><<set $picktiffany to true>><</button>>     <<button [[Hannah|P78.5]]>><<set $pickhannah to true>><</button>></center><</if>>

<img src="images/penny1.webp"> @@.mc;“Brianna's friend. She doesn't have my number, and she was drunk when she came over to place, so she looked up my name online and called the number to tell me.”@@ @@.kate;“Holy shit, that's exactly what I was thinking.”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Sure it was.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P79]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/brianna1.webp"> @@.mc;“Brianna. We hooked up several times over the past month and she disappeared. Maybe this is why, and she's finally telling me the reason.”@@ @@.kate;“Damn. ”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P78.7]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/tiffany1.webp"> @@.mc;“Tiffany. It's weird that she hasn't called me back all day.”@@ @@.kate;“True. Although no one else called you back either,”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“But I just saw Tiffany a few days ago, and we've been on decent terms lately.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P78.7]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/hannah2.webp"> @@.mc;“Hannah, maybe.”@@ @@.kate;“Why?”@@ @@.mc;“I don't know. Wishful thinking, maybe?”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P78.7]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/slutface7.webp"> @@.mc;“Slutface for sure.”@@ @@.kate;“Why do you say that?”@@ @@.mc;“Because the universe hates me for some reason.”@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P78.7]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Who do you think it was?”@@ I asked. @@.kate;“The nameless girl.”@@ @@.mc;“How come?”@@ @@.kate;“Because she's the one you'd least expect. We don't know anything about her. Plus, there's another clue we haven't considered yet. Why did the mystery girl call up your work and leave a message?”@@ @@.mc;“To torment me, probably.”@@ @@.kate;“Yeah, but why not just call your number?”@@ @@.mc;“Because she doesn’t have it?”@@ <<if $slutface is true>>@@.kate;“Exactly! Tiffany, Hannah, Brianna, and Slutty Karaoke Girl have your number, right? So they’d probably just call you, or tell you in person since they know where you live. So that leaves....”@@<<else>>@@.kate;“Exactly! Tiffany, Hannah, and Brianna have your number, right? So they’d probably just call you, or tell you in person since they know where you live. So that leaves...”@@<</if>> @@.mc;“Brianna's friend,”@@ I said. @@.mc;"Yeah, that makes sense.."@@ @@.kate;"Right? So that's my guess. Unless... it could be the mystery girl just deleted your number."@@ @@.mc;"Also a possibility."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P79]]>><</button>></center></div>

<img src="images/tiffany1.webp"> @@.mc;"Light brown hair, brown eyes, pretty tall, and a little thick, but in a good way. She has fantastic tit and a big ol' booty."@@ @@.kate;“So, Tiffany is a college girl?”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“No, but her younger sister was, which is why she was there. Plus, she is friends with one of the bartenders."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P21.3]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/bar3.webp"> @@.mc;"To tell the full story, I have to mention my buddy Kyle and my roommate Austin-"@@ @@.kate;"Sorry, I don't care about them," @@ Kate said. @@.kate;"Now forget everyone else at the bar and tell me how it went down with Tiffany as if you were the only two people in the room."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P22]]>><</button>></center>

<img src="images/intro10.webp"> @@.kate;"You mean how I've grown a bit curvier over the past few weeks?"@@ @@.mc;"Exactly."@@ <<if $checkoutkate is true>>@@.kate;"No, I'm not pregnant, despite recent attempts. And yes, I did catch you noticing me in this dress very 'respectfully'."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P25.2]]>><</button>></center><<else>>@@.kate;"No, I'm not pregnant, despite recent attempts. And no, 'symptoms' makes it sound like a disease."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P25.3]]>><</button>></center><</if>>

<img src="images/intro12.webp"> @@.kate;"Maybe next time, if you want to check a girl out, bring sunglasses?"@@ @@.mc;"Solid advice."@@ @@.kate;"See? I wouldn't steer you wrong."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P25.3]]>><</button>></center>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;"So, can I ask if there is another reason, then, for your recent... developments?"@@ @@.kate;"You may not."@@ There was an awkward pause before Kate gave a small smile and attempted to change the topic. @@.kate;"So tell me how you met the next girl.”@@ @@.mc;“Same night, same bar,” @@I said. <<if $brag is true>> @@.kate;“Really?”@@ @@.mc;“Hannah was out drinking with her girlfriends, and my friends started talking with them. They didn't get along great, but Hannah and I hit it off well enough. "@@ @@.kate;"Oh! Did you do the thing I told you to?"@@ @@.mc;“Flirt with her friends to get them to approve of me? Yep! Worked like a charm.”@@ @@.kate;“Was she hot? Describe her for me.”@@ <<else>> @@.kate;“Really? Why didn't you mention her earlier?”@@ @@.mc;“I believe you said, 'forget everyone else at the bar and tell me about-'” @@ @@.kate;“Are you really using my own words against me? Noted.”@@ @@.mc;“Anyway, Hannah was out drinking with her girlfriends, and my friends started talking with them. They didn't get along great, but Hannah and I hit it off well enough. I even used the other advice you gave me about flirting with her friends to get them to like me and give me their approval."@@ @@.kate;"You're welcome. So was she cute? Describe her for me.”@@ <</if>> <center><<button [[Continue|P26]]>><</button>></center></div>

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<div class="message"> @@.kate;"Don't take it personal, $name."@@ @@.mc;"How could I not? Every girl and her mom is dodging my calls."@@ @@.kate;"Wait, whose mom did you hook up with?"@@ @@.mc;"It's an expression,"@@ I said. @@.mc;"Hey, I'm going to call Hannah one more time."@@ I did, and once again it didn’t even ring. @@.mc;“Why would she block me? I only block people who don’t stop calling me and harassing me. But I haven’t called her once.”@@ @@.kate;“Think about it. Why don’t you block girls? In case they need to reach out with some news, right?”@@ @@.mc;“Yeah?”@@ @@.kate;“Well, there is no news she needs to hear from you. You can’t get pregnant.”@@ @@.mc;“What about an STD?”@@ @@.kate;“Ha, I thought of that right as I was just saying it. But then again, ignorance is bliss.”@@ @@.mc;"True."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P71]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.kate;“You have a lot of those, it seems.”@@ @@.mc;“You love it.”@@ @@.kate;“It’s made the day go by faster, that’s for sure. So call her.”@@ Kate said. @@.mc;“Yeah…”@@ I said as I stared at my phone. It dialed, and once again, voicemail. @@.mc;“FUCK!"@@ Kate's voice took a tone I wasn't used to. Concern. @@.kate;“Hey, there's another reason why people block or delete numbers.”@@ I was silent, so she continued. @@.kate;"When you're afraid you're going to call them, because you like them too much, so you know you're going to drunk dial them at two in the morning in a moment of weakness. You know they're not good for you, but you can't stop thinking about them."@@ @@.mc;"Totally."@@ @@.kate;"Or sometimes you can't help but crave some good dick."@@ I chuckled. @@.mc;"Thanks."@@ @@.kate;"I'm just saying, chances are, the reason at least one of these girls isn't answering is because she likes you too much."@@ <center><<button [[Continue|P86]]>><</button>></center></div>

<div class="message"> @@.mc;“Not a text, not even a DM.”@@ @@.kate;“Who do you have left? Brianna, right?”@@ @@.mc;“Damn it. Yeah..”@@ @@.kate;“Positive thoughts. Maybe she'll answer and come over to your place tonight.”@@ @@.mc;“Totally,”@@ I said with a sigh as I unlocked my phone and pulled up Brianna's contact info. No ring. Straight to voicemail. @@.mc;“Fuck.”@@ @@.kate;“Wow. You must not be feeling very popular today. Who else can you call?”@@ @@.mc;“Becca, I guess. Tiffany’s cousin.”@@ @@.kate;“Why do you have her number?”@@ @@.mc;“That’s another story,”@@ I said as I stared at my phone. <center><<button [[Continue|P85.1]]>><</button>></center></div>