"Hey, Marco, what's up?"

Jake wondered as his best friend entered his bedroom. He glanced over at the alarm clock on his desk. It was 9:30pm.

"I...gotta tell you somethin', man." Marco looked down at the floor as Jake shut his door.

"Well, what is it?"

"Jake..." Marco looked into his best friend's shining crystal blue eyes and then sighed, frustrated. "I can't do it." He turned to leave, but felt a reassuring hand on his shoulder. He turned back around, and Jake slowly leaned in and kissed Marco's soft warm lips.

"Is that what you wanted to tell me?"

"Y-yeah," Marco grinned and looked down at the floor again, blushing. "I love you, Jake."

"I love you, too, Marco." Marco looked up into Jake's eyes and cupped his face as he leaned in for a second kiss. Their tongues met with force and they both moaned, falling back onto the bed. Marco straddled Jake and grinded against him several times.

"Y-you wanna?" He asked.

"Y-yeah, Marco."

Rachel walked past the long, dark alley on her way home from the mall. She heard a car rumble by in the distance, and glanced at her watch. It was near eleven, and she worried she'd get in trouble for getting home so late.

"Hey, Rach," a boy her age said from the alley.

"H-hi, Danny." He pushed off the wall he was leaning against and she quickened her pace. Danny grabbed her by the wrist and she gasped, but stopped walking. He turned her around and kissed her mouth. "D-Danny, what ar eyou doing?"

"Rach, trust me, come with me." He started to pull her towards the alley.

"What? No, let me go!" She cried, trying to pull her wrist free of his grip.

"Come on, why you gotta be like that?" He pushed her face first against the brick wall further down the alley, and grinded up against her.

"What are you doing?" Rachel managed.

"Makin' myself feel really good," he groaned.

Danny grabbed her by the arm and led her into an empty apartment room at the end of the dark alley. He pushed her onto the bed and pinned her arms up above her head, then used his ghost powers shot restraints around her wrists, forcing them to be tied to the bedposts. Rachel queezed her eyes shut as Danny undressed himself.

"You want me?"

"No, I wanna go home," she whimpered, tears forming in her eyes. Danny beside her on the bed and pulled her skirt down to her ankles. "No!" She screamed, trying to kick moved fast and restrained her legs as struggled, but it was no use. Danny took off his boxers and straddled her.

"Trust me, you're gonna like this," he smiled and thrusted into her, and she screamed.

That was the last straw. Rachel remembered in her anguish that Ax had taught her and the Animorphs how to thought-speak without being in morph.

JAKE! MARCO! HELP ME!