They were blushing and giddy like they were excited, yet nervous. “We were talking about our pregnancies earlier and comparing our baby bumps, check...it out!” Monet grinned. Before I could interpret what she said Monet lifted her shirt up slightly to reveal her puny pregnant belly. It was a lot smaller than Avery’s. Her stomach was always flat but now it had this tiny bump toward the bottom. It was so inconspicuous nobody would know she was pregnant. I marveled at the miniature bump. It wasn’t. "What?..." I replied somewhat bemused. Then my wife answered for me. "Yes it is quite all right." and got up and was walking towards the entrance to what turned out to be a small dimly lit dance room. There was soft music emanating from the room and as my wife and the man entered, I could see other couples dancing. I then realized that he had been asking my permission to dance with my wife. I could now return to my booth knowing that my wife was being entertained. I was aware of Nancy returning. It now had a lot of blood on it from Tat's recent fun. This girl was named Jade, and she was a bit of a tom boy. She partied with her friends and she drank a lot. Tat could tell this from the way her scent told of alcohol and sweat. Upon hitting the ground in the abandoned factory tower tat once again resumed his idealized male form. Another person might have wondered at the transformation, and the wonderful powers that had turned a girl into a creature of wonder and strength. Tat was not one. "Everytime you emailed me I thought to myself why does she care about me?" He says and smiles again. "I do, I always did Murat." I assure him and this time I kiss him. I kiss him in a way he will know that for 20 years he needed me more than the wife that didn't deserve him. I needed him as much as one soul could need another. He leads me to the bedroom and he smiles at me. "Margo, you don't have to do..." His voice trails off as I drop my dress to the floor. He takes my breasts in his hands.