I was wondering if I could come over. I'm still ovulating and wondered if you and Sandy would like to make a baby today." Of course. Come over now, a...d we will get you pregnant."Gina hung up and went into the shower. Gina was crying because of her lies to Brian. She felt like a whore having sex with his father. It was the only way to get pregnant without Brian knowing it wasn't his.Gina picked out a pretty dress and got dressed. She did her make-up and dried her hair. Gina went downstairs. I invited her in and we went through to my private courtyard. I found some glasses and a corkscrew, and we sat and talked in the late evening warmth. She was dressed elegantly, as French women seem to do so well, I guessed she was in her mid-forties. She told me she was a museum curator in Paris and the holiday was to de-stress and relax after an exhibition, she had created and been managing, had closed after a successful run. While I could see no detail, I thought she might be naked under her. By the time I'd finished with the preparatory part I was feeling physically beaten. Hustling around town in all the Friday after-work traffic, and then the arrangements with the kids nearly fell apart. Man, I don't know. It was all set up that they'd be staying overnight at our friends' place. Their kids and ours get along fine, and we've had this reciprocal agreement for well over a year. If anything, we were owed a few sleepovers. I get there, they put up a stink, start hemming and hawing,. Money needed badly, hence priced to move. £1000 ono call blah blah blah." Well, that was still much more than I had, but the seller was keen and... so was I. I called the number right then and there. "Hello?" "Hi," I replied. "I am standing right next to a yellow mini for sale. The sign had this number." "Oh yes. Are you interested?" "I am," I said. "Hold on a mo." said the man's voice. "Oh yes. I can see you now. Wait there--I'll be down in a sec." So, there I waited and a minute later up.