Mark and Cheryl prepared for their date with the seriousness that such an occasion required. “You have got to be fucking kidding me! How about Mac’s?”
“Sounds good.”
Mark drove them to the local eatery. Mark hadn’t masturbated in three days, and it had been a week since Cheryl had visited one of her older lovers. Mark laughed at all the stories, but didn’t do anything to dispel them. It takes a lot of work, but I think it’s worth it.”
He shrugged. He was about to deflower the virgin queen and he couldn’t wait. He collapsed onto her when he was finished. Once he stopped the car she jumped out without as much as a goodbye. Cheryl tried to push him off but he weighed twice as much as her and nothing could fight his primal urges now. Mark was hurting on the way home, yet part of him was thrilled. Someone with his reputation should have known better, unless it was true that he liked knocking up girls.
