It took a while to get used to, but mostly I drank Dad's coffee, and he was a grind-his-own-beans kinda guy, so I seldom had to experience 'bad' coffe....I had no more gotten seated with my cup when Ginny showed up, sniffed my cup and went to fetch her own. Hers required a little sugar and cream, but once prepared she slid happily onto my lap. Less than a half a cup later Uncle Ambrose and Grandpa came through the door together."Well, I see the interested parties are all here" Grandpa blustered.. The girl tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear and bit on her full lip. Lori was on her feet walking towards her. The ache and hunger to taste this girl had started to become overwhelming.The little blonde walked closer to the counter to meet Lori. “Hi. What can I get you?” she asked softly and her voice had the sweetest ring to it.“You… I…” Lori struggled with herself. ‘I have to get out of here. I have to leave before I do something I shouldn't,’ she thought and could feel herself. Lillian and I just talked about ourselves, our upbringing, what we wanted out of life just about everything. Lillian was from just outside Lexington, Kentucky and I was born at Beale AFB, near Marysville, California and raised in Texas outside Austin. My dad had bought ten acres outside Round Rock and build a house and three outbuildings for his hobbies. I didn't say anything about my current troubles, but I did talk about Vickie and Sean and our life up until my deployment. I couldn't believe. She now understood why she didn’t have Fred’s attention before. ‘She is beautiful, isn’t she?’ asked Sam, closely gauzing Fred’s reaction. ‘Hmm … maybe,’ replied Fred, hardly interested in anything other than his beautiful Goddess standing before him, wearing nothing but a negligee which cupped her belly protectively. His child, a life created by him and his beautiful Samantha, growing, making his/her presence known, as the days passed by … ‘Do you want her?’ Sam asked, making Fred reel back a.