Pulling hard on it's massive 9”, well---massive for a freshman, rite ? Pulling with my right fist, with my left arm raised up to the back of my head..., I would now start huffing on my hairy pits. Still wet from practice, and sometimes still dripping sweat down my rib cage, I would tug hard on my engorged dick. It usually didn't take long---like I said, all that funk turned me into an a****l. Sometimes I would stick my middle finger up my hairy hole, and then get a whiff. Yup---than was nasty, but. I am using up what little energy I have left to contact you."Heather's eyes suddenly burned. "Just tell me one thing: are you the one that's been fucking with my sex drive? You the one making me manipulate my friends into these stupid orgies?"The vision struggled with the answer on her face. "Yes and no."Heather threw up her arms and turned away. "You're about as useful as the real Mara was."The vision grabbed Heather's arm and spun her around. "I don't have time for this. Think what you want. It was a good half hour before she let me go, and looked up at me. Her eyes were red, and puffy. Her makeup was running. Her expression was nothing but sadness.“I'm sorry, Luke. I know that we wanted children, but according to the doctor, I have less than a one percent chance of conceiving.” She said.“Hey, you have nothing to be apologizing for. This isn't anything that you did. It's just one of those things that happen.” I told her, gently. “I have you, and that's what is most important to. As time went buy, Dania and I became close – make that extremely close. We became the best of friends – we were a safe haven for each other. We not only helped each other with schoolwork but we spent most of our free time together. Our relationship allowed us to share everything: happy times, sad times, difficulties with boy and girl friends, “firsts” like “playing doctor” and seeing our pubescent bodies naked, practicing kissing, learning to dance fast and slow, and even sharing the “big.