Most of the students were gone – I would have to spare no time in getting to the bus. Either that, or pray japan to God that Nicole was still here and willing to drive me home. There were only a few students left, just standing in pools talking amongst themselves about classes or whatever. Among the sounds of the crowds, one stood out, and it sounded like a vaguely familiar one. In the main hallway, there was one branching path that led to a small dead end, so to speak – the elevator hallway, just in case anyone in a wheelchair or something decided to go to Hazelwood. Being the stupidly curious kid I was, of course I had to go investigate. Very quickly, I discovered why I recognized the sound. It was Megan, because life decided it hadn’t thrown enough shit at me today. She was crying. ‘Crying’ was being generous. She was bawling her eyes out, the quiet kind where you weren’t doing it for attention or anything – you were doing it because your life was as good as over. “Megan?” I asked her in shock. She didn’t really respond – she was curled up in a ball. I couldn’t see asian her face. If her hair wasn’t so distinctly beautiful, I wouldn’t have been so sure it was her at all. I walked over next to her and slid down the wall. If Megan was this devastated, the bus could wait. “What is it, what’s wrong?” I gingerly moved my hand to her back and started stroking it supportively, to which she pulled back and moved away. Damn, she must have been really upset. I big moved my hand back to my side slowly. “Sorry.” I mumbled. I sat next to her for a good minute before she lifted her head. “I-I-” she attempted to say between sobs. “It’s okay.” I soothed her. I had no clue what was going on, but I didn’t want to worsen matters. “Do you want to talk about it, or just sit here? Nod if you wanna talk.” She stared straight ahead crying for a few seconds before hesitantly nodding. “Okay.” I replied supportively tits and slowly. “Can you tell me what’s going on?” Megan made a few attempts at words which quickly dissolved into sobs, sniffles blowjob and sorrows. Following my advice, she took some deep breaths until she was able to control her breathing, and spoke. I’ll never forget the shock that hit me when I heard her words. My heart froze and lightning struck me as soon as I processed what she told me. I wanted to refuse she said it, I wanted to pretend it wasn’t real. I have have experienced a lot of shit this year, but never in my life had I expected to deal with what came out of her mouth right then. “I’m pregnant.” Chapter Eighteen The girls wanted to hop over to the Mall for lunch. Then big she was purring, her thighs grinding about my wrist, her body quivering as I touched those wonderful wet spots within her. That amazing cock filled me. My cunt squeezed around his dick, holding him tight. It was asian as heartwarming as it was heartbreaking, and it made me incredibly uncomfortable with the idea japan of abusing her. Closing my eyes, I just made love to her with my mouth. “You should tell your boss to get you a little choker though. Possibly fooling around with her is a death sentence. I could tell that hurt her. I wrapped my arms around her back and while holding her tightly, I rolled us over, blowjob so tits she was resting in the hay and I was back on top. “Yes, it is quite… stimulating,” Sam moaned. “Not every girl's an exhibitionist like you.” Her eyes closed right away as she fell toward me and her lips parted. We stood side-by-side. She yanks her arm out, leaving the panties deep inside, then munches down on the quivering gape.