She had seen both Karen and me with the look. Betty said she would give anything to be the giver and recipient of the look. She had come to terms with...her actions over these five years, but the look and the fulfillment Karen and I represented this day would pain her until the day she died.She said it softly, but Karen and I could hear. "This could have been mine."It was wistful and rueful. It reminded me of the exchange we had last time she brought Harry and his siblings over to baby. And don’t worry; we’ll have our time with each of them. Look at Brittany and Desi.” I tore my eyes away from Joan and Beca to focus on our youngest girlfriend and Desi. They were sitting on the floor facing each other while animatedly discussing ... something. I couldn’t tell if it was school or anime or cosplay. There were a lot of little touches between the two and I recognized that they were figuring out how they fit—with the group and with each other. “I’m going to go claim our little. And your ass presses harder still against my cock. A Chinese word. I don't understand. Could you be saying, “Oh God”? Could it be “Stop”? I hesitate but your hand flies down to mine, covering it and you stroke yourself with my fingers. The little button, like a tiny cock, pulsates, rises, demands attention. And when I touch you again, your juices flow freely over my fingers. “My mouth is dry,” you murmur. “Do you want water?” “No, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.” Your. I’ve already had a discussion with Doctor Li about upgrading my memory circuits, as advances have made it so that more memory and processing capacity is available in a smaller area. Which, I will be the first to admit, is something I never anticipated voluntarily doing.”Wes stood up. He’d scrubbed the warpaint off his face. “Before this descends into any type of mundane discussion, I have something to say, to you, in front of everyone.” He stepped around the table, moved until he was directly.