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Chapter 160 by Shandy Shandy

This isn't good. What do you say?

You discuss possibilities

"Are you telling me you're not on birth control?" you ask, looking sternly at Clara.

"I meant to. I really did. I just got so excited. Coming here to talk to you, and then things...happened so quickly...I can't get pregnant the first time...can I Dean?"

"You certainly can," you say firmly, wishing to hell you hadn't let your raging cock and this horny girl stop you from getting a condom on. "It's not certain, but it's possible, depending where you are in your cycle."

"Oh God," she moans in dismay. "Mama would be so angry! And Papa! Oh God!"

"Look, I'm no expert, but go take a shower and scoop as much out of yourself as possible. There's a morning after pill that's supposed to work, but I really don't know anything much about them. How do you feel about talking to the nurse? She might have some advice?"

"Oh God!" Clara whimpers, obviously feeling overwhelmed. "What would I tell her? If I told her what we did you could get in trouble! I don't want that! I don't!"

"You need to think about what's best for yourself Clara," you say calmly, squeezing her shoulder. "Not about protecting me."

"I know! I'll tell her...it was a boy...from Hamilton! Rose and the others said some of them came up to visit the other night! I'll say I got with one of them...I won't mention you!"

"What are you going to say if she asks for a name?"

"I'll tell her I don't know his name, that we were....were drinking and things...got carried away! And we did it...before I realised I shouldn't..." he voice trails off as she looks at your expression then suddenly firms up in an emotional outburst. "I don't care if it makes me sound like a slut! I don't! I'm not going to let anything hurt you! I won't! That's what lovers do! Protect each other! That's what I'm going to do and if she pushes me I'll tell her it's none of her business and I'm an adult!"

By the time she's finished, tears are streaming down her cheeks and she's sobbing softly. You pull her into an embrace, comforting her and stroking her hair as she clings to you. You're not sure which you find more troubling; the possibility that Clara is pregnant or her utter infatuation with you. Either way, you see difficulties ahead.

What now?

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