I forgive Nami

Right now, Nami is flat out begging for my forgiveness for getting me pregnant. I can't even believe that she can even be so sure that I am pregnant right after conception. Than again, the blonde just has a quality about her that just commands you to believe her. The question is what I am going to do about this problem. Do I forgive the model for my current difficulty or do I run screaming into the night? I am so mad and scared that I do not know what to do. It is a point in Nami's favor that the futanari is willing to stand by me to make amends and not run away like so many cowardly little boys do. If I leave now then I will be facing this pregnancy alone since my parents are in a different country. When I think about it, I realize that it is not completely Nami's fault that I am pregnant. I had a part to play in this as well. I know because of that fact that there is only one thing that I can say.

"I forgive you."

"Really?" Nami happily squeaked while sitting on the couch beside me. "I was expecting you to leave. I would not have blamed you if you had."

"There is no question that I am very angry at you, but if I did not forgive you, then I would not be acknowledging the part that I played in this mess up."

"But you couldn't help..." Nami argued. She only stopped talking because I put up my right hand to signify that I wasn't going for her argument that she was completely at fault.

"I will admit that you are mostly at fault for what happened, but I absolutely will not have you taking all the blame. Pheromones or no pheromones, it still takes two to tango. I could have stopped after I kissed you to find out what you wanted. Besides, the pheromones really had no pull on me when Ms. Hyde was taking off your clothes. I had fantasized about having sex with you, but I could tell that you weren't even there. I considered fighting back, but I froze when I saw how Ms. Hyde looked at me. She scared me so much that I decided to let her do whatever she wanted with me. I wish that I had fought back now." I said with a stern look.

"I'm glad that you didn't fight back," Nami lectured. "I have read horror stories about what happens when girls fight back against Ms. Hyde. You could have gotten seriously hurt."

I would have argued more if it weren't for the fact that my eyes were suddenly getting heavy. My tears came out slowly at first and sped up with each second. I guess that I am not done crying after all.

"Do something for me?" I pleaded.

"I'll do anything!" Nami proclaimed.

"Hold me!" I insisted as I threw my arms around the model and cried on her shoulder. "I thought I was done crying!"

"It's okay," Nami whispered while patting my back. "You cry as much as you need to. I couldn't be more sorry that this happened to you."

"We've been over that," I whined. "Please don't talk for a while."

"Okay," Nami agreed.

I was not crying quite as much as I was when I was on the floor, but Nami was still getting wet. The one thing that helped me was having Nami's arms around me. I felt like I was under the influence of a **** after I kissed the blonde hottie, but this was different. Her arms made me feel warm. I felt so safe that I felt nothing could hurt me. There could only be one reason for this. I still liked Nami in spite of this rough night. It was no surprise to me that I did not cry for long.

"I guess that we have a couple of months to date before things start getting heavy," I guessed.

"You still want to date me?" Nami squeaked in surprise. "I thought..."

"I still like you," I said with a smile. "Maybe we could see a movie Friday."

"Okay, and I have an idea for another date that we could go on Saturday," Nami accepted.

"What?" I wanted to know.

"My mother has been asking about you," Nami revealed to make my eyes pop a little. "I know it's a little early for something like this..."

"I go with you," I accepted. "Now, there is one more thing that I need from you in the meantime."