” Her words were ice cold. I stood there silent, disappointed.“But...I love you, Stace.”“You’re sick, Josh. I can’t believe I let you get ...s far as you did. Thank God Mom caught us or I’d be carrying your baby right now. Do you know how fucking sick that is Josh? To be pregnant by my own brother?”“You...use to want that, remember?”“Well, I don’t anymore.”Stace said coldly, then her tone shifted from defensive to sympathetic, “It was stupid and wrong for us to do that, and I just can’t anymore. I didn’t finish the statement because I really wasn’t sure what I’d do. Like I said, I’d never hit a woman; however, my voice was so full of anger and malice I know it scared the hell out of Stacy because she retreated back, against the wall.When I opened the purse I saw one of the reasons for my wife’s panic, in addition to her phone, there was also a box of Trojans. I looked back at her with what I can only describe at that moment as disgust.Stacy looked like she wanted to cry but her fear. "Now the question is, what to do with you." The doctor gave them astern look. She seemed to think the issue over. After letting themsweat for a moment, she continued. "I would like to know why you are going through this elaboratecharade, before I make my decision." "I want to be able to help some people with my ability to inducecustom MORFS. But if word got out about my ability, I wouldn't lastten minutes. If I wasn't killed by hysterical morf haters, I wouldend up strapped down in some. With the mealover we tidied up and then got down to some serious kissing."I want you naked!" Jenny said to me and pulled down my boxers allowingmy erection to spring free. She tossed them onto my pile of clothes andthen we kissed more.I think how she was dressed must have excited her as the sex thatfollowed was fantastic. I paid careful attention to ensuring she wassatisfied and she ended up having two orgasms before I even entered her. I was in such a state of excitement, along with the wine.