"What do you mean, pregnant?" I mean," said Janice, not concealing the gloating in her voice, "that I am sure that your beloved daughter has a bun in ...he oven. She has been knocked up while she was staying with your boss," shrewdly she added, "Didn't she bother to tell you that when you were fucking her in the Golden Palace?"Henry sat down suddenly, deflated by this news. Remembering Tamsin had told him that he could not make her pregnant, he did not doubt for a moment that had been because she. From then on they were back together. Graduation came and Patty and Brad took off on a trip with Brad's parents and I didn't see them again until the fall.It was, in the immortal words of Yogi Berra, "de-ja vu all over again." It was the first day of class at the local college and I was sitting in the auditorium waiting for freshman indoctrination to begin when someone sat down in the seat next to me. I looked over and saw that it was Patty Ann. I looked around and didn't see Brad and Patty. " I can, and I do," she said. "Let me demonstrate." Lying beside them, Bianca reached inside her white judo pants and started masturbating. In two minutes, she writhing and moaning from a big orgasm.She stood up. "See? Piece of cake."The two students redoubled their efforts. They held hands, which helped."Think of something sexy," said Rose."Paxton," Roberta whispered.Suddenly a series of images of their boss flooded their minds; some erotic, others not. A sudden orgasm flooded them both. Their. "You're going to wreck my bedspread." Oh, okay," Laura relented, reluctantly.Together she and Deshona pulled down the bedspread. Laura was unable to keep her eyes off Deshona's bobbing, swaying naked breasts during this procedure. Deshona's jutting dark brown nipples were hard and still glossy with Laura's saliva. As soon as the bedspread and blanket were squared away, they quickly stripped and fell together in a near-desperate embrace on the bare sheet."Oh god, this is heaven!" Deshona gasped.