We went in to collect Mom; she had a real haunted look and didn’t say anything at all as the nurses put her in a wheelchair and we rolled her out to...the SUV. When we got home, I carried her up to her bedroom, where Dad stayed with her.Sis and I talked downstairs.“There’s no way she’ll go for a termination, Mike. She’s pro-choice on contraception, but strongly pro-life on abortion. Looks like we’re going to have ourselves a sibling young enough to be our child.”“Jeez, Laura, that’s really going. ”“What?”“Chile, yes! I been fucked back there a couple times before. Wanna watch?”“Is it safe?”“Yeah! We just won’t let them see us. I know a spot. Come on.”Austen followed Valentine outside. Sure enough there was Micky on his knees sucking off a sexy, curly haired blond dude that looked like he chopped logs for a living. “He’s hot,” murmured Austen.“Yeah. That’s John Ross Smithson. He can fuck too,” Valentine shared.“You had him before?”“Yeah!”“You’re not mad?”“No! There’s not that many of us. The risk along the way, the risk near home and then at home."It says that you understand what I just asked of you and why I hope it's a yes, but like I said, your no is going to be OK." Mark's mother noted with a soft smile. There was hope in her eyes but also in Mark's as she watched for a sign either way."We'd pull into the garage right?" Mark asked."You'd never have to get out of the car till then." Mark's mother promised."Then what?" Mark asked."Then dinner, some television and bed?" Mark's. ” “Ya, we will be there in 15 mins. Thanks!” I went downstairs with the image of Niyati running in my head. Her boobs, shoulder, armpits, ufff!!!After 15 mins, Niyati and Rohit came downstairs for dinner. Niyati was wearing a green nightgown. The gown was wrapped around her body. But her breasts were so big that a little bit of cleavage was up for display. The gown barely covered her milky thighs. Sneha and Niyati helped us serve the food and we started eating. Rohit said, “It’s lovely to have.