" She said, and Clare watched as her father just waved, before heading into the house. "Have fun." He simply said.As they got back into the car, Clare...sighed a little bit in relief. "Well, that went well." Annie said, and Clare looked at her strangely. Annie couldn't help but to laugh a little. For the ride back to Annie's place, Clare listened as Annie told her about things that happened on her different shoots, and the places that she's actually visited. Clare was a bit envious, and reminded. "But then you haven't seen many of them so it's not exactly what I would call a representative sample."Lavender could only shrug and say everyone seemed to think he had been normal."You don't know if your mother carried him for the full twenty-seven ten-days would you?" Jarrah continued."Twenty-seven?" Lavender asked, shocked. "Certainly you mean twenty-four, maybe twenty-five. Our healers would never allow a woman to go past twenty-six; the baby would be too large for proper birthing.". And her bladder opened...Melissa was overwhelmed by a small, sharp urethral orgasm that seemed to have come out of nowhere, melting away the initial pain. Her sex was a mass of heat and liquid, as juices sprayed out of her...wait, was that...? "Uh...c-cumming, oh, cumming PISS! Ooh!" She continued writhing in pleasure as several golden jets shot out, splattering the leather partition in front with urine, before collapsing back against her seat in a ruddy mess of perspiration. It was only then. ” As she tries to hide a light blush behind her slightly tangled hair. She reaches in her bag for her hair brush. He reaches over and places a hand on her thigh. At the same time looking around the train car. Her focus was on her brush. She grabbed it and raked it threw the knots. Looking behind the seat he sees the ticket checker walking up the isle. “Ticket guy is almost here, pass me yours.” He lightly trails his fingers up her thigh. She pauses and hands him the ticket her fingers gliding.