I would do it as soon as the queue went down. The last person in my queue just happened to be Nicola Patton. Lovely Nicola. The same Nicola who had be...n in my English class a couple of years back. The same Nicola who had sat next to me in Miss Kominsky’s lesson. Nicola Patton, the slightly slutty girl who had placed her left hand on my knee under the desk in Miss Kominsky’s lesson and moved her hand all the way up my leg until her small, warm hand had come to rest on my trousers that were. ?Just asking, I?ll go help myself to another cup,? Ray said before going back to the break room. No one spoke for about another thirty seconds. ?I feel pretty good now. Getting kicked all the time just feels weird,? Cindy remarked.Dennis smiled. ?Think of it this way, it?s your baby?s way of saying he or she loves you.? ?Thanks for all the advise,? Cindy said feeling grateful she had friends like these. ?What are friends for?? Chuck said and Dennis and a now returned Ray nodded in. Events now seemed to come as in a series of sharply focused still photos -- to be examined, noted, and then acted upon.Tracy, rinsed clean by the water, hid in quietly dripping, naked beauty in a deep shadow. Slowly and silently, she pulled her pistol out of the holster and examined the entrances to the room. Metal bulkhead doors were open on one end of the room leading back towards the commotion in the main passage; another was closed. That door lead to the utility corridor and back towards. Does anything seem... off to you? Like do I seem different?"she asked as she walked up the stairs."Other than you knowing that you should put on a nursing bra? And thatyou shouldn't be wearing the sperm donor's shirt?" muttered Alison's momas they walked over to her room.Alison didn't know how to respond to that last comment. Rather thanasking, she let it go and walked over to her dresser to grab a bra and ashirt that fit. Browsing through her dresser she grabbed a dark bluenursing bra and a.