"Forget the toast, Mom, Brian makes scrumptious waffles. Let's go to Brian's for breakfast." Jordan said. Trish smiled and nodded okay.We made our way...back to my place and enjoyed the evening talking and laughing at Trish's characterization of some of the other nurses who'd been on the course with her. Finally Jordan seemed to be getting sleepy and the two of them went home to their own house.The next morning I got everything ready to make the waffles and set the table for three. Even before I. Dress in my shirt, she fixed us pancakes with bacon. Wearing only boxers, I sat and admired her as she moved around the kitchen.The remainder of the weekend was spent primarily in the bedroom. We would make occasional trips to the kitchen to replenish our strength, only to return to the bedroom to exert ourselves once again.The workers were back after Thanksgiving weekend. I spoke to the contractor about building houses in the subdivision and had Angel make selections of drawings from the books. "Those were his exact words. Crys and I both stared at him, appalled.For me, the thought of being strapped to a metal lab table in anexperimental lab was a bit too raw. But on the other hand, I owedthese people everything. I owed Amber whatever I was capable ofpaying. Could this help her? I knew she was in trouble for bringingback an un-cleared recruit. Would it help ease the mark against herif I volunteered as a guinea pig? I know I've always had too much ofa tendency toward martyrdom,. A monstrous huff as he lifted me again, and tossing me aside in the dirt, disappeared into the darkness.The air was thick with the odor of his musky satisfaction. His seed was so dense that it congealed and remained in my womb. My belly instantly felt slightly bloated. Could he have deposited that much semen in me?? Battered and sore, I got to my feet as fast as I was able and again, took off running in what I believed to be the direction of my home. All I could think about was the safety of.