There you are. I finally have you cornered. What am I doing here? You know why. Ever since
we made eye contact for the first time, I know what we were. Deep down, we're the cutest,
most loving couple ever. I mean, I know you think that I'm the sweetest, nicest, most
wonderful girl on campus. I know you've wanted me. You sit just a bit away from me every
class, and every time I follow you on campus, you play little games with me. You sneak into
other classes, you talk to professors, but you give me that look. The look of raw need.
Feeling hard to get. I think it's cute, but you know you can't get away from me. Just
let that silly game end so I can have you forever. What do I want? Oh, come on. I want
what we need to be together forever. I know you want to give me a baby. No? Okay. I am
done with your games. You either give it to me or you will deal with the consequences.
You will give me what I want, and I'll be your wonderful, loving, sweetest wife forever
and ever and ever. If you do, all you gotta do is give it to me. That's it. Isn't it
so easy? What happens if you don't? Well, I am the dean's daughter. I'll tell them
about all those classes you creeped on me in. An innocent, poor little girl with perfect
grades. That's not very good, is it? You'll get kicked out of school. No one would ever
accept you after the number of things you've done. But I don't want that. I just want you
to hold me and love me and fuck me. You are going to fuck me, aren't you? You said it
in class. You said it when we ran into one another. Don't you remember? You said it
right to my face. You wanted me. Don't deny it. Don't you dare call me a liar. You want
to get me pregnant. I know it. You're going to give me a baby, and I'll make sure you
don't ruin your life. I wouldn't want the father of my child to go through something
so terrible after all. I'd say so many great things about you if you just give me or come
night after night after night, making me feel so full and warm and loved. I'm getting excited
just thinking about it. But I'm also getting impatient. Make a decision, my amazing, wonderful,
lovely husband-to-be. Are you going to watch your whole life go up into flames, or are
you going to breed me and give me what I want?