Jonathon didn't really feel guilty about his adultery.It was purely a physical affair, for their mutual pleasure and totally without any lasting ties....As long as Caroline never found out about it, he didn't suppose it could hurt her--and it made the prospect of going to work a lot more attractive for him. Brenda was a tall, willowy girl with short, dark, curly hair--in contrast to his curvaceous, blonde wife--long, lean legs, a tight little ass and small, thrusting tits and a cunt like a meat. Yes, that would be perfect, maybe this is not real but a hallucination of some sort and I just need to outlast it’s effects. Meanwhile I shall investigate my confinement and test its limits while I endure this drugged feeling. Slowly of course, on hands and knees along the wall moving in a clockwise direction slowly inching forward little by little. I can feel the cool floor beneath me, the ancient stonework is rough and sharp in some places as I keep my left hip and shoulder against the wall.. She saw the pain and concern on Tania?s face. She smiled and said, ?Don?t worry, honey. If you?re lucky, your baby will be here in a few hours. And I?ll be a grandmother.? Tania managed a weak smile in return.At the hospital, she soon found herself in a bed in the maternity unit. As the contractions increased, so did her pain. She fought the urge to throw up. She cursed Timothy?s name a couple of times. Finally, it was time to enter the delivery room. Tania struggled mightily to keep up with. He was great, we laughed and joked about life and he even met my k**s. That evening, my k**s had gone to stay overnight with their dad, me and Pat sat around listening to music and drinking. It seemed like we talked for hours. There was a little harmless flirting, and it was obvious we were attracted to eachother, but that was all. At bedtime, we were both a little drunk, and we shared a long slow kiss before I headed off to my room and Pat headed off to my son's room for the night.Im not.