"You sure?"He shrugged. "Question is, are you sure. You done, I'm done." I'm sure." I can't wait to see Missy's reaction when I ask. "I'm done."Alex n...dded once and Beth sighed again. "OMG! That is so cool." She pulled her cell phone and dialed. "Hey! Peter's asking Missy to marry him at the Prom! I know! What should we..."I nearly wreck the car getting the phone away from Beth. "Who is this?" I barked."Lisa! Peter, relax! God!" I'm not tryin' ta tell all God's creation, here!" I know!" Lisa. These are men. Hormones! It was really different from home, she thought. At home, boys might once have whistled, but that was pretty much dead. Now they just stared. Judy had never had anyone whistle at her, but she'd had a few guys stare at her. It wasn't comfortable at all, she'd found.But here? There seemed to be a sort of good humor involved; it was hard to explain. They'd look, and then laugh at themselves for having looked. It was very odd, very odd indeed.That and this guard had turned. But then the invasion did come.Your father shook you awake in the middle of the night ordering you to run from the village and go deeper into the hills for safety. He had been a sweaty mess, his shirt ripped away to reveal scratches and bruises (which may have been hickeys in retrospect) on his muscular chest and the small sword he had bought for home defense dripping with black blood. You had escaped out the back door, the last you saw of your father he was being pinned down to the dinner. More and more of the girls began sporting little pooch bellies. It shouldn’t be long before they would all be knocked up. Then what? I had grown so accustomed to non-stop nookie that the threat of an end to the nookie train left me in a cold sweat.“Is this going to be the end of the nookie?”, I wondered aloud.“Don’t worry, Gramps. All of us had a biologic imperative to have you impregnate us, but we are still too young to have had enough, just because we are pregnant. In fact, some of us who.