Things smoothed out between us and things were good between us until the baby was born.The ultrasound had shown that the baby was as boy and we talked...about possible names. Personally I didn't care much for any particular name, but when Tracy said she wanted to name the baby after her grandfather Marvin I dug in my heels and said:"No! No child of mine is going to be named Marvin." But you don't understand. I promised my mother that I would name my first son after her father. I have to do it.". It’s like ... my arms or my legs. I can ... feel the pieces of my armor, even when they’ve taken them. I ... know where they’re at. I know what happens to them.”He shook his head. “You need to go and allow me to get ready. We’re meeting Bishop Renud in an hour. I need to wash up and decide what I’m going to wear. I don’t want to be late and deprive the good bishop of the chance to gloat.”Ilzu opened the door, carefully balancing a silver tray loaded with eggs, bacon and a strange, floury. The officers became silhouettes against a crimson sky, as the dawning realisation came to me that I was soaked to the skin, my large breasts nipple thick having crowned against the flimsy fabric of my blouse while my cunt had become unaccountably wet. “Alright, lets see if we can call this one off as a special.” Said the taller officer to his colleague. There was a pregnant pause as the other officer, let’s call him Shorty came out of the shadows and stood by my side, his large blue eyes. “Where and when?” she asked.“We use the Cleaning Manager’s office in the basement. It’s not marked, so it’s probably best if I meet you at the elevator doors. Since it’s Friday, I’ve got a couple of hours work to do later on, putting machines into hibernation for the weekend. If we say around two, that allows some time for contingencies. Is that okay for you?”“Yes. I work my team hard during the week but Friday is POETS day. I try not to schedule anything important so the team can wind down in.