We're going to have a baby.But? We can't. Not me. Are you sure? The thought that his wife might have cheated on him never entered the preacher's mind....es, I'm sure. It's been more than three months and I went to the doctor. He confirmed it.Well... that's not what I expected. I'm going to sue those guys. But, annoyed though he was, the minister looked forward with anticipation to maybe having a son to go with his two daughters. Of course Wilson already had two sons, the products of his. I wasirritated by the pantyhose so I shaved my legs. I was resigned towearing them and did not think of wearing the rest of the outfit withoutthe pantyhose.Next was a matching black lace bra. I put my arms through the straps andstarted to put on my bra but was struggling to attach it behind my back. Jane said that this was the normal way a regular heterosexual guy puts ona bra.Again the obvious point that regular heterosexual guys did not put onbras did not occur to me. I had been. I couldn't take it any longer, I had to have him in me, feel him force his way into my body."Please, I have to have you, I want you in me so bad!" "If you are sure you are ready, I'll get some lube." Yes, yes, I am ready, please just hurry!" His smile crinkled the tiny wrinkles beside his eyes, and I remember thinking that I could do anything to see him smile that way to me every day for the rest of my life. It was a strange sensation, I had just met him, I hardly new anything about him except. “Look Jessie, you need to know.““I know. But I am afraid.”Just then, my mother walked into the kitchen. “Afraid of what?”“Nothing, Mom…”“Nothing? Nothing my ass. I know my daughter, and something isn’t…”She never finished her sentence. The home pregnancy kit in my hands told the rest of the story. It was obvious she wasn’t pleased.I looked at her sheepishly and said, “I think I’ll go to the bathroom now.”Five minutes later, I walked out with a frown on my face.“Oh dear lord. You’re.