Dr. Petreric doesn’t interrupt me. He doesn’t say a single word. He doesn’t even nod his head. For half an hour, he does nothing but stare at me...in shock and horror.When I finish, there is a full minute of silence. Then he says in a strangled voice, ?Twelve babies. You’ve had twelve babies. And you’re only what? Twenty-eight, maybe.??Twenty-five,? I say. ?Having all those babies has aged my face a couple of years. If I were naked, you’d think I was closer to forty. My body’s been pretty heavily. I climbed on top of him, straddling his hips and his erection. I pointed the head of his magnificent cock at the opening of my newly shaven vagina as I positioned myself over it. I rubbed his head back and forth at my opening for several seconds. When I rubbed the thick head across my swollen clit, I could not keep from moaning as a shiver ran through me. I was so aroused!He arched his hips upward instinctively, trying to hurry me along. I pulled back away, leaving him humping at the air,. You know I'll catch you eventually.This time, you don't even make it out of the bedroom - I grab your arm as you get up, just above the elbow. I manage to brace myself well enough to drag you back towards the bed in a single motion, yanking your body backwards and lifting your feet clear off the floor. You land awkwardly on the bed, more shocked than anything - you were accelerating towards the door one second and flat on your back on your bed the next.Flat on your back is your best position. Footsteps whispered over a carpet and a faint scent of cloves came tome. I hadn't dared to open my eyes, but when I wriggled my eyelids freeof sticky there was Mrs Singh leaning over me, curiosity shining fromher face."How are you feeling?" Awful." Good. That means you're recovering."Wondering what I might be recovering from I gave up fighting my weightyeyelids and must have gone back to sleep.Next time I woke it must have been night, for darkness filled the roomaside from an electric glow.