He remembered the affair with fondness, loving the feel of those young, nubile bodies and remembering how he had gotten each of them pregnant. His coc... began to stiffen slightly inside his pants. He sighed. Seemed like a long time ago, rather than a few short weeks. Right after that time, he used his advance electronics to raid several ATM machines and set up false bank accounts. Lucky for him, his fingerprints changed from week to week, making the robberies seem like the work of more than one. In the family way. But I have no family now. I'll either be one of those penniless single Moms or I'll be sick with guilt for ending the pregnancy. I just don't know what to do.(Later) I found half a bottle of Joe's brandy in the cupboard and it's relaxing me. Probably bad for the little one inside me but right now that's the least of my worries. I'm convinced that Joe did not get himself 'fixed' as he claimed and that when he made love to me (No... he fucked me) he knew he might make me. ” “I think you should wear them tonight. A garter belt and nylon stockings under a hockey jersey will make you look really slutty.” “Michael, you're not listening to me. I bought them to wear for you.” “You will be wearing them for me. I'm going to be right there with you and believe me I'm looking forward to this show. I think it will be like watching a live porn movie staring my wife.” “You would like that, wouldn't you.” “Yes I would. I can't wait.” “Okay, I'll wear the garter and stockings. For some reason I knew that what she was saying was the truth."Why should you? It served my purpose to let everyone think we were still in a relationship. You'd really be surprised at just how many women will stab you in the back and have an affair with someone they think is involved with you." Hey, look, girl, that goes for both sexes. If there's a bit on the side available, most guys will take a shot at it and bugger who they stab in the back in the process." Anyway, Stewart, you're not.