We left the restaurant and entered the club.I slipped into a sexy little red number, with black hold ups and sexy shoes. He glanced an approving eye o...er my sexy curvy expectant body.He cannot keep his hands off me but he has to learn to keep his place and wait his turn, he loved sloppy seconds.We wandered for a while and sat in a public space where he began to caress and kiss me, hands and tongue everywhere hungrily exploring my sexy warm body.The room began to fill up with exited curious bi. Or at least I thought it would. While I was scouting I kept trying to think of ways to help the tribe. Maybe we could get women from some of the other tribes to bare our offspring. The children wouldn’t be pure tribe members but we could overlook that. However, the more I thought about it the more I knew there was no point. Eventually the tribe would consist of an entirely new race of tribe members. Maybe it was best to let the tribe die out with us. I didn’t kill anything that day. I’m not. I watched her eyes fall to watch my labor. She took a step into the bathroom and leaned back on the wall. I couldn’t take my eyes off her body as I stroked faster. Her panties were balled in my other fist. I watched as she pushed a finger between the lips of her pussy. Her smile was wicked, her eyes, naughty. “Put those panties down,” she whispered, “Come here and smell the real thing.”I dropped the flimsy garment and took the one step toward her. She put her hand on my shoulder and pushed me. Scores flooded from the building complex into the parking lot and pointed skyward, hands shading eyes, conversing excitedly with fellow onlookers.“I got one.” A sleek blue and white helicopter lifted from the roof. The white-painted circle with a red border immediately filled with scrambling hospital personnel, arranging six gurneys side-by-side and end-to-end to accommodate Kellie’s bulk. Reaching her altitude, the helicopter took up a stationary position fifty yards off.“Ahoy the patient! Do.