The c***d (a boy) that Mara carried was Omar's, and only Omar's; though he fully understood that he would bear most of the responsibility for raising ...nd caring for the baby in his wife's womb was not his, in a strictly biological sense, he already loved the c***d, regardless! Tomas had been pleased by the way his wife's excitement in hearing from Omar again had effected her moods. The excitement on her face had been genuine, and as he had watched her read, and then re-read Omar's email over. She certainly seemed happy when we were together.’ ‘And, by together, you mean together-together, right?’ Seth smiled weakly and answered, ‘Yeah. It felt like we were two pieces of a puzzle that were made to fit together, K. She’s …’ His voice trailed off. Katie searched his face. Then, she put her arm around his shoulder again. ‘Cuz, since I’m a year older, I’ve literally known you all your life, and I have to say I’ve never seen this look in your eyes. So, let’s sit here in the shade, listen. As usual, the talk turned to my wife being tag teamed. I’m not sure why, but all of a sudden my embarrassment turned into me being hugely turned on by catching her rubbing a random dude’s dick through his pants. When I mentioned this, my wife apologized again, but I wasn’t in the mood for apologies: I was fucking horny! So I said something like, “You were a fucking bad little beyotch and you owe me a favor for that.” My wife said that she would do anything for me because she’s my property and I. I think she expected it (which was easy since they'd been forecasting it for two days.) She had brought a bag with her... some special keepsakes she called them but it included two bottles of wine and later after we'd drunk them both she gave me a peek at the contents. By then she'd called Joe to tell him she was snowed in at my place, she'd borrowed a robe from me and we were both naked except for the chenille robes."I'm into taking special pictures," she told me as she opened the bag. "And I.