Nope.

"Hey Liam..." she greets you groggily.

You take a deep breath.

"Hi Sarah."

"You're still mad at me?"

She sounds exhausted...

"I... No, not really. Are you okay?" You circle around the couch.

The carpet on the floor is encrusted with dried cum; Sarah looks at you with dark circles around her sad blue eyes, her defeated cock lies limply on jizz stained sweatpants.

"Yeah... Had to make sure my head was clear when you came back..." She mumbles with a broken voice. "I'm sorry..."

Looking at her like this, any residue of the grudge you held against her vanishes.

"It's alright..." You sit and put an arm around her shoulders.

"No!" She pushes you away, cowering in the corner of the sofa.

"I don't trust myself around you anymore..."

"Hey... Come here. It's alright." You tug on her arm.

" What if I..."

"Shhh..." You reach out and gently pull her towards you. "It's okay. I spoke to Esme... She told me this is -ehm- normal."

Sarah scoffs "Normal? None of this is even remotely normal. I can't go five minutes without thinking about what happened. I **** you. And... The worst part is that- sigh-" she chokes a sob, " I still get hard everytime it crosses my mind!" She bawls, punching the armrest in frustration, " What the hell is wrong with me!?"

Man...

Of course she hates herself as much as I did...

I was a damn fool...

You pull her in a tight hug, letting her sob in your chest.

"Nothing. Nothing's wrong with you. This is like a second, more intense puberty, sort of... You'll get the hang of it. Eventually. I'll do what I can to help."

She sniffs, pulling away, both her hands hasting to restrain her twitching member.

"See? It won't stay down. Not when you're around."

Just thinking about getting another cock in your mouth feels like a boulder in your stomach.

"I'm exhausted right now... can I trust you to resist those urges? We can work something out tomorrow..."

"I can try... If it comes to it, I'll lock myself in my room." She proposes, clumsily stuffing her growing cock in her pants.

"That's a start..." You mumble, laying your head on the backrest of the couch, falling asleep soon after.

What a fucking day...

Enphasis on the fucking part...