Artificial Affection Ch2
The person I found at Victoria’s apartment was not the same as the Victoria I once knew. She was laying in her bed, wearing nothing but black, lacy underwear. Her long, wavy, brown hair was messy as if she’d just woken up. Her healthy, tan skin looked darker than usual. There were bags under her eyes. It looked like she had been crying. I felt horrible. She was really sick and the only way to cure her was to get her pregnant. Despite being a guy, it was still a nightmare, even to me. She...