"Lisa, I'm sorry. It's just that none of us were expecting ever to be parents, so we never actually have given any serious talk about whether we want ... child ... Lisa, do you want a child?"Lisa thought for a moment and responded, "I did always want one, but given my inability to have them, I hadn't given it much thought since early in Mark's and my marriage." She thought back to the early years and how they tried to have kids. Her expression changed and she uttered, "That bastard lied to me. "What's in the mug?!" Ice water." Well, it better be. You promised. No coffee until you taste better."I had made him promise to be careful about his diet. Not long ago, after a blowjob, he asked me how it tasted. "I can share it with you, if you're really curious." I teased him through a still-full mouth. He emphatically declined. "Can I fix that?" he asked. "Web search" is what I answered.I peeked into his coffee cup and praised him."Okay, time for a lab sample." I announced as I knelt at his. Then he came back in with lucky. There you go mum enjoy yourself.I tried to get away from him but there was no where to go. Lucky followed me i think he new he had all the time in the world to do what he wants. He grabbed at my t shirt binding my arms and dragged me backwards to the bed. He weighed a lot more than me and he had four legs i couldn’t stop him. He jumped up dragging me back on the bed with my legs hanging over the side. I thought he was going to dislocate my arms. He didn’t seem. It had cost him a lid of dope, but it would be worth it, just to show that smart-ass Jim that he was just a stupid, blundering fourteen year-old kid who'd do a job for five bucks only to be insulted.If his guess was right, and he'd be willing to bet his last nickel on it, the sounds coming over that microphone would set the woods on fire!Inside the cabin, Art had slumped to the ground once again, lying in a pathetic heap like a pile of old clothes. Jim looked at him with disgust, then went over.