She Wants You To Fuck Her

"Jack..." She mumbles, then takes a deep breath. "Will you....will you please...fuck me?"

You nearly fall over in suprise. No way you heard that right! "W-what?" You ask.

"Fuck me." She replies. "I want the two of us, you and I, to have sex."

"I'm sorry. I think I must have hit my head." You reply. "I could have sworn you just said we should have sex."

"This was a mistake." She says quickly, blushing eight shades of red. "Forget I ever brought it up."

"Hold up, hold up." You say quickly, throwing your arms in the air. "I'm just a little thrown for a loop here. Sorry." You look her up and down. Her psoture is unsure and nervous, her chest is heaving from heavy breaths and her eyes are downcast. "You're serious about this?"

"Yes." She replies. "I'm feeling alone, abandoned and unloved. I don't want to sleep in my bed by myself tonight, Jack. I want someone who cares about me, someone I trust deeply, to take me in their arms and make love to me." She looks up into your eyes. "There is no one in this world I trust more than you, Jack."

"I'm flattered." You say honestly. "You really want me to do this?"

"Please. I know this is an odd request. But please do this for me...as my best friend." She finishes. Your hearts takes a suicidal plunge into your gut at the words. Never has such kind and loving words packed such a painful wallop. She wants to have sex, but just as friends...it's like your deepest wish came true, but in the exact opposite way you hoped.

Still, she needs you right now. After her horrible night, she deserves some comfort, doesn't she?