When she was dressed she hopped up to look at herself in the mirror. She raised up on the toes of her shoes and asked if I thought Keith would find he... fuck able. Keith I said , Keith Johnson ? She kept looking in the mirror and said yes your buddy Keith Johnson wants your wife's pussy and I'm going to let him have it today. I didn't answer right away but when Andrea looked at my dick straining in it's new prison she said I see you are OK with it. I looked down and saw the base ring being. With school back in session I knew I had to tell Trevon the news of my pregnancy. When he came by for a lunch time blow job I gave him the news. His response was cavalier and nonchalant. So what, I wasn’t the first girl he had gotten pregnant and I wouldn’t be the last. Besides, what did I want him to do about it? Get married? Forget it. Have an abortion? My choice. But what he did want was his lunch time blow job, which he made sure he got.The next day Trevon came in before class and gave me. Fucker does his own thing ya know.”“Yeah, but ... shit is kind of hitting the fan. Couple weeks ago I was investigating Invictus and Carthian bullshit, now we have monsters and fucking werewolves in the city and no Jacob.” She leaned against the man’s wall, and felt some of the hanging furs with her claws. So soft. “Don’t see you not having sex very often Othello.“Don’t see you having sex ever, Beatrice.”“Hey fuck you, I get laid all the time! Not that that should matter. The fuck is this,. Meals were offered and it was cooked per order. The cooks in the kitchen and the waiters in the dining room were all long time employees of the C&O railroad ... positions on the ferries were posh posts and much sought after.The trip back across the Lake was spent discussing bicycles with a Biking Club from Boston. They were on the return leg of a Boston to San Francisco cross country adventure. The legs on those guys ... and girls.We, on this trip anyway, were the youngest 'children' on board.