Sie schien seine Tochter zu sein, wie Philipp hinter einem Busch geduckt aus den Gesprächsfetzen heraushören konnte."Übertreibe es nicht, Joachim. ...u bist doch nur drei Tage weg!", rief eine lachende Frauenstimme und eine bildhübsche Frau mit phantastischer Figur und langen blonden Haaren kam ins Blickfeld. Sie trug eine weiße Bluse und eine blaue enge Jeanshose welche in fast kniehohen schwarzen Lederstiefeln steckte. Sie bewegte sich kunstvoll auf den neun Zentimeter hohen Schuhen zu dem Mann. John had never heard his parents fucking, he had never even seen them kissing passionately. How would Doreen react to the news that her perfect son had not only fucked Lady Alison Armatage, but had got her in the club. It didn’t bear thinking about, but they would have to be told. If not now, then certainly when his baby was born. He had to talk this over with somebody wise, Mabel had enough on her plate at the moment. John decided to talk to Jane’s mum Sue about it. Sue and Jane were just. Her manic fervor at the thought of the only man she had ever really welcomed inside her getting her with child had passed. She recognized that for what it had been - Mother Nature encouraging her to be fully a woman.What if he had succeeded? Had his words been driven by nature, too? Was he having second thoughts about it now?Of course not. He was sleeping.What if her hasty calculations were incorrect? What if her womb did quicken with this man’s child?She shook him awake. The boldness of doing. ”We disconnected, and I called Ryan.“Hey bro!”“Hey Ryan. It is on. I would like you guys to join me on May 20 to May 24. Let me know who will be coming and I will arrange the flights and hotel rooms. The guys can bring friends, but I can’t cover those travel plans. If it is a deal breaker for someone let me know and I’ll see what I can do, but you understand.”“I do. I will get back to you tomorrow, day after at the latest.”“Ok, my friend. Later.”I disconnected and called Ronnie.“Ronnie, it is.