I opened my eyes and saw a pretty sphere. I wanted to touch it, but it moved. Tired so tired."Henry wake up." Yes Mom. Just a minute." Henry wake up n...w!"I stretched. Aah my back is so sore. My arms hurt. What is that thing on my leg? A warm bundle of hair is on my left. Black hair, and a face with big eyes."Roger, How ar'..."Roger flung himself on my chest. His upper arms wrapping tightly around my neck, and his lower, my chest. "I lub you. Don' go way." My arms went around him, and I felt. Part of her felt like she should say something, put a stop to Michelle's actions. Another part told her to just lay there, keep quiet and enjoy the feeling. And a very nice feeling it was.If Alyssia could somehow step out of her body and look at the tableau from her fiancé's perspective, she would see nothing amiss. Michelle's left hand was still moving across Alyssia's body at a rapid pace while the real action produced by her right hand was hidden from view.By this time, Michelle had worked. "Aughhh! Regina!" "It's okay," she said in her most convincing tone. "Oh! Owwww," he whined. She cut off the flow for a moment. "It's only two quarts, love. It's all got to go in, and then you hold it for five minutes." The solution surged anew when she released the clamp. A few seconds later he protested anew. "Uhhhh! It's too much! I can't take it!" "You stop that fussing!" she snapped. "You need to take it all and hold it in you!" She slowed the flow somewhat, and in a short while the bag. One of the problems with having their clearances was the travel restrictions. They couldn’t leave the country without first informing a half a dozen government agencies. Odds were pretty good that they wouldn’t have been able to leave without bodyguards.“This was a great trip,” Mike said giving her a hug. They hadn’t done anything except eat, sleep, and have sex. All in all, it fit Mike’s idea of an ideal honeymoon.“Yes, it was,” Cathy said in total agreement.“Well, we can say that we saw.