Then the agony began. Walk up to a girl, or bump into a girl, or be approached by a girl. Mumble my number, ask what their number was, or mutely show ...my number to them. It seemed an endless repetitive horror. I did feel sorry for those who found each other early and had to stand around awkwardly waiting for the rest of us. I idly wondered which was worse. I idly wondered if I wouldnt actually have a partner. I did a whole lot of enforced idle wondering, so I that I didnt realize the. In my mind I was thinking things like she had an accident and screwed up her car or she bought something hideously expensive that she thought I might not like. It could have been anyone of a hundred different things I could have thought of, but I don't believe that if I lived three lifetimes I would have thought of what she hit me with."I may need you to provide me with an alibi for last night." Why would you need an alibi for last night? And why would you need it from me? Surely the girls you. Mom and Dad said you would never accept another man’s baby and besides they wanted her to find a guy like Tom. You know, being a lawyer and all. She should be glad he would marry her. So, she married Tom.’ ‘Okay, so she made her choice. I don’t know if I would have accepted the baby or not. I guess I would have to be faced with the situation to know what I would do.’ ‘Bobby, Tom is a slime bucket. He fucks other women. She’s scared, Bobby. She bought a trac-phone that she calls me on. Tom. . Since I was hypnotized, it became a busy time for me. Men who were already banging me told their friends, and they told theirs, and so on, about the new free fuck. Everybody knew that I would forget my sexual activities from the last 24 hour, when firmly rubbing between my legs. I thought that I wasn't getting enough, because I always forget. So I got hornier and hornier. But there was something else that I didn't know, and everybody else id. It would become apparent to me at the start of the.