It’ll take just a minute or two.” She inserted the scope through her vagina and entered her left tube, the light at the end of the instrument ligh...ing up her insides like daylight.“The left one is clear and in very good condition,” Janet remarked. Next, she moved the probe the few inches needed. “And the right one is also perfect. Oh wow, Karen is your ovary ever red and ripe! Oh my god, you’re ovulating this very moment! I can see the tiny white dot inside the pinkish protective gel!” she said. We drove home together talking about what we'd seen, making plans for a serious expedition in the springtime, maybe to a river with real rapids as opposed to the slow, flat Louisiana waters. While I stowed the two kayaks in the ceiling of the garage, Nikki bounded inside with our ice chest and the blanket bag.I joined her inside. First order of business was a shower. We spent way more time in there than we needed for purely sanitary purposes, then got out and attended to her hair drying and my. "You're so cold." I rub her shoulders slowly, pulling the blankets over her. After what seems to be a few seconds I fall asleep, my hand cupping the girl's breast. In the morning, I wake before the girl, playing with her hair. "You awake, babe?" I ask. She barely moves, she's a deep sleeper obviously. I kiss her quickly and get off the bed, making my way down to the kitchen and to make some coffee for us both. I sit at the table, waiting for her to come down, so I can see her again. An hour. Then all of a sudden, a picture appeared. It was a yard, looked like a backyard; nice and green, lots of trees, no pool, about a six-foot wooden fence around it. My picture looked like glancing around, just like it is when you move your head around suddenly, again, like seeing through someone else’s eyes, all in perfect 3D.“Hey man, hope you’re still with me,” Jonah’s voice. “Sorry about no picture all day today, but figured you’d want to rest up a bit. We didn’t do much today, anyway. Had a.