You have a hair trigger and a lot of wet dreams. I don’t know when or how, but your doctor checked that, and you can’t have Ruby or Francine bathe...with you anymore. You can’t even be in bed with them anymore. I’m the only girl in the family who doesn’t have to worry about that mess getting me pregnant. It sucks because I’m twelve, with no signs that I’m even starting to get boobs. At least now you can sleep in your bed, and we don’t have to worry about you falling out.”Now he blushed.“Oh, God!. He goes over to them points me out them and has a quickchat before coming back to me.We have another pint and then Nick tells me he's gonna fuck my ass offtonight and give me a night to remember. I'm well up for that and cant fuckinwait! He takes an E out his pocket and stuffs it in my mouth with a wink`should have started kicking in nicely by the time we get home'. We headout the door as nick Nick shouts to his m8's `Ill catch u laters'.We start walking back to his place- the booze n E start. Then he smiled and said softly, "Mrs Lang, perhaps you will allow me to call you Linda, before you came in I put it to the Committee that we should do our bit to help you to get pregnant. The men, of course. They all agreed. And Mrs Jensen has kindly agreed to observe, and indeed has offered her assistance in some innovating ways."Mrs Jensen, a rather severe looking middle aged lady, nodded her agreement."Would you please remove your dress, Linda."Martin hated this part of the insemination. Diesel won't explode like gasoline will. It's good to remember the fumes with diesel ... even if you don't run gas. Someday you might have a boat with a gas engine.Then I fired up the diesel and kept the exhaust fans going. When the gauges were in the GREEN I let in the clutch and picked a gear, and let out the clutch. We were moving.The Unterseeboote, after insuring by visual contact, that we were actually moving, led the way. We were going to Germany whether we wanted to or not.Once under way.