When her husband came home, he had been surprised to see her nude like that in the living room with the k**s. Since then, they had teased her about th... incident."That was a long time ago," she said, still blushing. "I still remember it like it was yesterday," Daphne said wistfully, taking on an airy tone as she addressed her brothers. "Don't you two remember it vividly?" Of course," Kevin said. "That's why we hang out at home so much, in case there's ever an encore. So come on out and join us. I was perhaps halfway down the first bottle when I realised I wasn’t alone. There was a little green man sitting next to me.“Are you a Martian?” I asked.“With an accent like this?” he answered, in a rich Irish brogue. “Care to share a drop of that whiskey?”I had five bottles. I expected two would be enough to kill me. I could certainly spare some for my erstwhile companion. I handed him the bottle and he took a swig.“Thank you kindly,” he said, “that’s fine stuff. Reminds me of my home. She was safe, wasn't she? It had only been a couple of days that she'd gone without the pills, right when they first became lovers. She couldn't get pregnant. There was nothing to worry about.Except that her period was late, weeks late now. And she used to be so regular. She kept trying to tell herself it was because of the pills messing up her cycle, or maybe she had some kind of bug. But she felt fine, physically speaking, and she'd been on the pills the better part of two months. The more. " How did it happen?" I got carried away, I was telling her about playing on the beach with Amy, how I turned into a troll and throwing her around in the water. She didn't believe it so I changed and did it to her. When she came up she said the exact same thing Amy had, 'Do it again!' I laughed so hard I lost control." I am inclined to trust her on this. Actually, not her so much as I trust Amy bringing you to her. I know it's weird but I just have this sense that we can trust Amy. Does that.