It was another one of those days when Donna succumbed to Mercy Sex. That's really all Eric could call it because she was only half interested and not completed involved. This, of course, to a teenage guy, was A-Okay! After all, it was s-e-x and good or bad, quantity was more important than quality because a guy had to practice his moves. Eric Forman had a few "key" moves that seemed to work.
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He had made all the local rounds looking for employment, and had come up empty on acceptable offers. There had been a few menial, minimum-wage jobs available; but he knew he was more qualified than that; and besides he had a family to support. Kitty, his wife of twenty years; worked as a nurse at the local hospital; but was vastly underpaid. The apple-of-his-eye , his twenty year old daughter Laurie; was bouncing between schools and had never worked; and then there was his son Eric; the dumb-ass.
Eric Foreman stared lustily at his ex-girlfriend Donna as she fell off her chair giggling. He had been happy that they'd salvaged their friendship after the breakup, and in the past few weeks had reached some normalcy. But right now he was overcome by her heaving breasts as she laughed away at some forgotten joke. All Eric wanted to do was bury his face in her deep red pubic hair and eat her out on the floor of his basement. He concentrated, with sudden urgency, on not looking like a total dweeb at a loss for words and made a concerted effort to act natural, which of course backfired and sent Donna into another peal of laughter when she saw.