"I rushed home from school. I wish I would have known Mom was just going to be playing games today." I'm sure your mother had good reasons for what sh... did," my mother said."Yeah," I said, "like getting back at me." Why would she do that?" my mother wanted to know."Maybe we should just speculate on what, I mean who, she's bringing next," my father said with a grin on his face.Before my mother could protest, I added, "Yeah. Let's see, the first one threatened me, then next was a 'boy toy' to. I got pregnant right away, much to the amazement of the doctors, who said that wouldn't ever happen for me. I miscarried, and I felt like such a failure as a woman. My husband was supportive, but wasn't around all that much as he was in the Army, and off overseas. On one furlough home, we, hmm, I think the term is "made out like rabbits"! He went back overseas, and I found out I was pregnant with our first girl. I kept it a secret, because I didn't want him to worry, and in doing so take. ” I watched as Marcus walked to her and stood with his hands on his hips. Sara slowly started to pull his shorts down; inch by inch, she slowly revealed the tip of his erect throbbing dick. Sara moved her sunglasses to her forehead to enable her to see more clearly and pulled harder on his shorts. Suddenly, and with a bounce, his dick sprang from its confines of his shorts and she saw it all. “Wow it is stiff,” Sara said with a smile as she finished pulling his shorts down. Marcus stepped out. "Her agency would have called a dozen times, RapidFire would have called a dozen times and she would have called you herself a half dozen times. Eventually, when you found out she wouldn't do the scene without you, you'd have given in and gone." Yeah, well, maybe," Adam said, "but at least then it would have been my decision. I don't mind working with Anya, but I'm not sure I want to do stuff for RapidFire. So let me make my own decisions even if it takes 30 calls. You don't want me to take.