can you summarize this below and write it like a song lyric
As Emily lies in Larry’s arms, she suddenly realizes something. “Oh fuck, Larry! You came inside me!”

Larry looks down at her, a hint of panic in his eyes. “What? Shit, I’m sorry, Em. I thought you were on the pill or something.”

Emily shakes her head, tears stinging her eyes. “No, I stopped taking it a couple of weeks ago. Jack wanted me to be more fertile for his fantasy.”

Larry’s face falls as he realizes the gravity of the situation. “Fuck, Em. I’m so sorry. I should have asked.”

Emily sobs as she realizes the enormity of what just happened. “What have I done? I cheated on Jack. How will I face him?”

Larry pulls her closer and strokes her hair. “We’ll figure it out, Em. It’ll be okay.”

But Emily can’t stop the tears from flowing down her cheeks. She can’t believe that Jack’s fantasy led her to this. She feels like she’s betrayed him in the worst possible way.

As they pull apart, Emily looks at herself in the portable mirror. Her makeup is completely ruined, streaks of mascara running down her cheeks. She looks like a mess.

“I have to go, Larry. I can’t stay here,” Emily says, her voice shaking.

Larry nods, understanding written all over his face. “I’ll call you later, okay?”

Emily gives him a weak smile and walks out of the room, feeling like her world has just crashed down around her.

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Emily walks out of club and takes out her phone. She dials Jack’s number and sobs as he picks up.

“What’s wrong, Emily? Why are you calling me?” Jack’s voice is cold and distant.

Emily sniffles and wipes her tears away. “I…I cheated on you, Jack. Larry and I hooked up. He…he came inside me.”

There’s a moment of silence on the other end, and then Jack speaks again. “And? Why are you calling me instead of enjoying the fun?”

Emily’s confusion turns to horror as she realizes what Jack is saying. “What are you talking about, Jack? I cheated on you!”

Jack chuckles on the other end. “I know you cheated on me, Emily. That’s what we agreed to. I can’t wait for you to come home later so I can eat all of that cum.”

Emily feels sick to her stomach. “That’s disgusting, Jack! I can’t believe you’re okay with this!”

There’s another moment of silence before Jack speaks again. “I thought we were on the same page here, Emily. I thought you were okay with the fantasy.”

Emily hangs up the phone, tears streaming down her face. She can’t believe that Jack would react this way. She feels like she’s lost him forever.

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Emily sits down on a bench, still crying as her phone rings again. This time, it’s a Facetime call from Jack. She answers hesitantly, and he comes into view on her phone screen.

“Emily, baby, I’m sorry for reacting that way earlier. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad…” Jack starts to say, but Emily cuts him off.

“Wait, Jack. What’s behind you? Is that porn?” Emily asks, squinting at the screen.

Jack looks behind him and then turns back to her. “Oh, that. Don’t worry about it, baby. It’s just a little something to help me unwind.”

Emily feels her anger boiling over. “Unwind? This is the opposite of unwinding, Jack! Is that fucking interracial porn? That’s some fucking disgusting shit!”

Jack’s face lights up with excitement. “Wow, Emily. You sound so offensive. I’ve never seen this side of you before, and it’s kind of hot.”

Emily’s confusion quickly turns into disgust. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Jack? I’m sitting here crying and you’re getting turned on? Fucking gross!”

Jack looks down, shame written all over his face. “You’re right, Emily. I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”

Emily thinks for a moment and then speaks, her voice still shaking. “Just be there for me, Jack. That’s all I ask. And please, stop watching that shit.”

Jack nods, still looking ashamed. “I promise, Emily. I’ll be there for you, no matter what.”

Emily takes a deep breath and wipes her tears away. She feels a strange mix of anger and sadness towards Jack, but she knows that they need to get through this together. As they say their goodbyes, Emily wonders what her future with Jack will hold and hopes they can fix things before it’s too late.

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Emily wipes away her tears as she stands up and starts to walk away from the bench. She hears her phone beep, and when she checks it, she sees a series of texts from Jack.

“I’m so sorry, Emily. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“I promise I’ll make it up to you. Can you send me some photos from tonight?”

Emily feels a sick feeling in her stomach as she realizes what Jack is asking. She turns off her phone in disgust and tries to get her bearings. Just then, she hears Larry calling her name from behind her.

“Hey, Emily. Are you okay?” Larry asks, concerned.

Emily turns to face him, her body freezing as she thinks about Larry’s BBC.

“I…I don’t know, Larry. I feel like everything is falling apart,” Emily says, her voice shaking.

Larry puts his arm around her shoulders. “It’s okay, Emily. I’m here for you. We’ll figure something out.”

Emily looks up at him, her eyes sad and distant. “I don’t know what to do, Larry. I feel like my life is spiraling out of control.”

Larry pulls her closer and kisses her gently on the forehead. “Don’t worry, Emily. I’ll take care of you.”