"Mike, come on... you can f**k me, I want you to," she said, pulling the shirt completely off then reaching for her panties. "I like you. I like you a lot," she said, as she discarded her panties and reached for his hand.
"Since when does that matter, just f**k her."
"Ashley, I like you too," Mike said, thinking fast again. "I just think we need to take it slow."
She looked at him, dumbfounded. "Mike..."
He looked around the room, trying to think of what else to say, or where to go from here.
"Well, you're not going to get rid of her, without f*****g her... or hitting her in the head with something heavy."
'What the f**k is wrong with you,' he thought quickly.
"Then f**k her, i***t. That's the only way out now."
'Beth is under the bed, asshole.'
"You can f**k her again after you f
