He touched his finger to her hooded clit. Her hips bucked against his hand. Oh, god, she was as needy right now, as he was. He slid one finger into...her canal. "Holy Mary, mother of Christ, you are so wet! So tight!" He worked her open with one finger, and thrust gently in and out, several times, and added a second finger. He turned his hand palm up, and waggled his fingers against that sensitive bundle of nerves just inside her canal. "Oh, sweet Jesus!" she panted, as she felt a gush of. .well, I obviously had a boy, now didn't I?"Annie stiffened and stared at her husband with an eyebrow raised ever so slightly. "You thought you were going to have a girl?"Betty nodded absently. "They even said it was a girl during the ultrasound. But, I got this horrible staph infection during the second trimester. They hospitalized me and put me on all kinds of medication. I drifted in and out of consciousness, but I specifically remember one foreign nurse gave me an injection right into the. It had been her plan all along. She was sexually open and wanted people to experience healthy, happy sexuality. I nodded accepting of the plan. Getting sex would be good for my sister. And so it happened. They ended up in a committed boyfriend and girlfriend relationship. The young lad was from a high political family. My parents soon ended up on the campaign trail for political office. I became used to a lot of people in the house. Being a son, I had to put up with being part of it as well. A. * Something wasn’t adding up. Sammi frowned into the back yard, folding her arms onto the top of the porch railing, thinking—still? again?—of her new family member. The intelligent, talented young man Quinten bragged about was a far cry from the bossy, insolent guy that barged in on her shower. Or was it the other way around? How could one man be two different people? Or maybe… maybe he was tired from classes? Could it have just been a bad moment? It had been only one day. Maybe he needed time.