“I’m pregnant.”I froze mid-stroke. Another kïd? Now? I’d have to ask for a raise at work, or get a second job. I was barely supporting th... famïly I had now. But maybe it would be a boy. I loved my girls, but I’d always hoped for a boy. Let’s just pray he inherits his penis genes from his mother’s side of the famïly. I’ll have to convert my office into a baby’s room. Three college tuitions instead of two. I was going to be a father…again! All these thoughts came in a rush and passed. I can tell he isn't wearing underwear most times. I see his bulge protruding from the material of his shorts. Mark is just down the hallway still in bed. I just had to get up and go see him.I got up from my bed and walked down the hallway. His bedroom door was shut so I opened it just a crack. Mark was still asleep. He had the bed sheet pulled up over his nude body. I could also see he had a morning erection. I walked into his room and stood there, then I walked to the side of the bed. I slowly. Slowly at first, then more vigorously. I lay under them, kissing Jacqui’s breasts and massaging her clit. With one, then two fingers inside her I could feel his penis thrusting hard. I matched his movements with my own, feeling her excitement building.After just a few minutes, she rolled onto her back, Chris still firmly inside her. She spread her legs, her engorged, wet, pink lips glistening in the soft light. I moved close, licking her and suckling her clit, savouring her delicate aroma. She. Shenever told her mother about what had happened, oranyone else. She grew closer to a couple of her c***dhoodfriends, without divulging what had happened to her.At the same time her friends were inviting her tosleepovers called pajama parties. They would gatherat the home of one of the girls with their sleepingbags and favorite music. They would do it while thehost family was out. Then they would drink thebooze and smoke cigarettes of the host family whileplaying music. They would dance.