I didn’t realize it for a good while, but evidently, I’m already four months along. That puts my conception at December, doesn’t it? Close to Ch...istmas, of course. Which means that either you or Barry could be the Daddy. Kayla is also pregnant, but hers is more recent. Six weeks. That, of course, guarantees that Barry is the father.Hopefully, the next babies are from the opposite sire as this round. Maybe we should plan it that way, if you wish. In case you wondered, yes, we played a little. They weren’t interested in hearing my opinion. They just wanted me to ID him and then get out of their hair.”“What if you were to go back and explain your concerns to them?”“Ma’am, you’ve met these guys. Sure, they’re good at their jobs, and they mean well; but they have ... difficulty ... seeing outside of their preconceptions. They know what they know, and they rarely want to hear anything that goes against that. It’s why they hate me so much.”“You know that’s not true.”“Ha, sure I do. They. She said I was welcome to go back with them as long as I sat in the living room while she fucked him. We agreed and she went with him while I followed. We got there and she stripped in the living room and was tearing his clothes off as I watched. he was 18 and it was his parents home. They were in the Caribbean on vacation and he and his brother were home alone. they went into his room and a little while later a young man entered the front door. he asked who I was. I said I was here with his. Tucker places his hands on the mountainous, rock hard thighs… and continues to stare.After a few frozen moments, Holsom offers, “I thought you wanted to get a taste of it. I’m more than willing to let you.”Holsom’s words bring Tucker back to the present alcoholic reality and Tucker realizes he’s been tripping on the situation and almost meditating on the moment. Holsom glances up. Eyes meet. Holding his eyes on Holsom’s face, Tucker leans forward the few remaining inches and makes contact..