"Mike, come on... you can fuck 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 fuck 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 fucking her... or hitting her...