The room monitor is pretty good about predicting fertility, so give me a day or so warning and we'll set up an 'appointment' to get you two taken care...of. Do you want to be pregnant together, or take turns?"Anna spoke quickly, "Together." Then she looked at Laura, and said, "If you don't mind, that is."Steve looked at the two of them, and said, "You two solve that one on your own time. One last warning; I'm assuming my wives won't mind me knocking you up on the same basis as I took care of. "I finally relented. "Ok, Ok! His 'thing', basically, is being abused. He's bi and doesn't care about the gender of the abuser. He's got a lovely wife, Anna, who knows about this side of him but doesn't participate in it." On a cautionary note," I continued, "he is the only medical help in the area, and so is on-call twenty four hours a day. As a result, he cannot be incapacitated or injured in any way that will interfere with his work."I fixed her gaze with mine, "I mean that, Jada. We depend. "They are always dressed up in case someone is going to take their picture. Vicky told me to get you dressed, so we will head back to your apartment at lunch time. Meet me outside the arena after your workout and we will rush back there. You're going to have to start wearing better clothes once you go public, you will have people taking your picture any time of day."I sighed and agreed to meet her. The professor continued with his new topic from last class and we were kept busy writing notes.. We need something bigger and better! We’re going to do the Watermelon, Cantaloupe and Lemon Cheer.” I waved my hand towards Karl. “You do the Watermelon part, Mr. Sweigart.”“Oh ... Kay,” Karl agreed. He pasted a smile on his face and announced, “Take your watermelon.” He held his arms up, about three feet apart like he was holding a huge slice of watermelon. I imitated Karl. He proceeded to suck up all the melon from his imaginary piece and then blubbered/slobbered as he spit out the mouthful.