“Aren’t you worried?”“I just work in your shadow.”“This story isn’t enough. We need to know how and when this virus was distributed. Wha... do you have?”“Boom.” I made that explosive motion toward the sky the guy in the bar made.“What does that mean?”“I didn’t know, but being with the doctors today as they explored my prostate, I got to thinking back. Existing pregnancies weren’t affected by the sterilization. Adjusting for differing lengths of pregnancy and a less than uniform spread around the. ” I try to capture her eyes with mine in an attempt to show her the seriousness of what I’m saying, but they slip away once more, darting down and across to rest their gaze on my still wiggling foot, causing her fringe to fall across her face and forcing me to strain forward slightly in my seat to hear what she is saying. “Of course … Yes … Sorry … You’re right … I just … No … I’ll sit somewhere else … It’s just …” Again she stutters to a halt, her thoughts imperfectly translated into words. I felt and massaged her soft breasts softly. She uttered slight gasps as I lowered my lips to kiss her again. This time I took her lower lip into my teeth and nibbled at it. Meanwhile my hands were busy unhooking her blouse. I was struggling with the last hook with which she helped free it off her body. I stripped her blouse off and moved lower. I broke off the kiss and untied the knot on her skirt. She crouched her legs up helping me strip it off her body. I threw it away to join my clothes on. The logical part of Rachel’s mind told her; you can toss this k** aside, she is no bigger than a 9 year old. But she had been helpless under the small body, hardly able to struggle at all. So it must be part of a dream. Rachel knew it had been a dream but now she was not so sure what was going on. The sound of the bedroom door opening had awakened her, or so it seemed. But she could hardly move, her body felt so heavy, so tired. She watched as Mercy entered the room. The curvy, dark haired,.