"I've got every guy's name in this jar, so if we agree, let's pick a name."When I unfolded the piece of paper, on it was written, Rich. I held it up t... show him and he smiled."Now, here's how I want it to go. You guys can turn the sofa around and then bend over with your head and shoulders on the back with your butts out and legs spread and we'll get on the floor behind you and do it like we're milking you from underneath, okay?"Everyone seemed to understand and the guys quickly had the sofa. Sure enough, I was wearing his pajamas."Wait a minute," I thought, "how do I know what Josh's pajamas looklike?"The last bit of sleepiness faded as I realized that was because *I* wasJosh. I swung my legs onto the floor and searched through the pockets ofthe jeans I'd left by my bed last night until I found my cell phone.After dialing my best friend's number, I held the phone to my ear andwaited. Just as I was wondering if the answering service was about to pick up, Iheard a sleepy voice. Germont, his papa, is originally appalled by the liaison, in considerable part because it imperils the boy's sister's engagement to another young man whose family is so scandalized that they threaten to forbid the marriage. He confronts Camille—Violetta in the opera—and persuades her to leave the lad in the lurch, even though he's tremendously impressed with her during the meeting. There are various alarums and excursions leading to a weepy conclusion in which Violetta and Alfredo are at last. 'Don kissed her. 'Morning, sweetheart, how're you feeling?'She returned his kiss and gave his prick an affectionate little squeeze. 'Oh, you know, Daddy: can't wait for the day when the baby comes.''I guess it'll be any time now, ' he said.She sighed. 'I wouldn't care, but I haven't had this up me in weeks, ' she complained, wiggling his prick.'I think it'll be a few weeks yet before we can make love that way again, ' he said, 'but there are other ways of doing it.''Well, I know, and we've been.