I'd beenphysically tiny for five days now but up until this exact moment I hadn'ttruly known what it was like to feel small. Monica didn't even sayany...hing to me before pushing her chair back from the table and gettingup."Monica, wait," I said, reaching out to try and stop her withoutphysically restraining her. Then, without thinking at all -- somethingI'd been doing far too often the past couple days -- I blurted out theone thing I knew would get her to stop dead in her tracks. "I'mpregnant."I. "Mrs Watanabe. You come in to my house and sell your self to me and behave like that? You are a filthy dirty bitch." "Yes, Mr Yokomoto." "You're filthy dirty bitch?" "Yes Mr Yokomoto, I'm a filthy bitch." Sayuri felt that she should say something, but she didn't know what. Her mother was sacrificing herself and Yokomoto seemed determined to shame her utterly. But something in her mother's demeanour seemed to indicate she accepted it. "You're filthy dirty bitch and you will pay for. This is a turn on for me whether I’m giving or receiving and Dan was enjoying it. Usually I do this until the guy pull his cock out from behind the lycra of his speedo and begs me to suck it proper but Dan asked me to make him cum in his speedo.Dan’s moaning was getting louder and louder but at first there was no evidence of his orgasm. Then, slowly, his jizz started oozing through the lycra of his speedo around the outline of the head of his cock.The front of Dan’s speedo was a cummy mess by. ”“Good night Donna. Renee.”I disconnected the call and looked at Kendi.“I need some sleep. We will talk about this in the morning.”“Are you mad at me, Mick?”“Mad? No. I just don’t understand some things. I need some sleep and some thinking time. Let’s go to bed.”“Can we make love?”“Please don’t take this wrong, but I’m not in the mood. I love you with all of my heart, but I’m confused about stuff. Hell, I’m not even sure what the stuff is.”I held out my hand and Kendi took it and I led her to.