An evening with the television and myself as company stretched out in front of me like a long motorway. I drank the last dregs from my pint glass and ...as about to leave when I noticed at the other end of the bar was sat another delegate obviously as bored as I was due to the fact she was staring into her glass and looked at least a million miles away. She had shoulder length blond hair and looked to be my age, about mid thirties. She was dressed in a blue business suit with nylons to match.. You’ve spent enough time with me to know that. But I don’t want to change what you believe. I want you to be comfortable with your ... ideas. Your beliefs. I don’t want to spoil anything for you.”“I don’t have any beliefs,” she said, “the other girl did, but I don’t.”“Well, I hate to say it, but that kind of describes me. I may not be right, but I just don’t know. I’m ... what’s the word? Agnostic? There’s something out there, but I don’t think that any of the organized religions have it. His cock hit my pussy walls as I orgasmed and he then groaned and shot his cum into my pussy as he thrusted deep, rough and hard in and out of me. After Nick finished cumming he pulled out of me and I fell down onto my bed after wonderful pleasure. Nick and I got comfortable on the bed as we laid chatting for a while and he then asked me if I would like to go with him to have a few drinks tonight as his Girlfriend couldn't cause she was still writing exams. Knowing all the risks involved I told. . I’m pregnant.” She grinned again.Realization dawned. “Absolutely not,” Zoe said. “I might not be eligible.”“What? You’re pregnant?”“Might ... there’s a good chance,” Zoe grinned.“That’s right,” Cynthia said. “Your hull was as loud as our hull.”“Uh huh.” Zoe couldn’t keep the smile off her face. Then she remembered ... JW was missing.Just then, Krys ... and vegetables and Cora ... heavily laden butcher’s boy in tow ... said, “Where’s Tyke?”And the sea of grandmothers parted like the Red ....