"Oh God."A male voice came on the line. "What seems to be the problem?" I'm pregnant and I'm having severe cramps. I need help. My husband is away." S...ltry said. "And no, I can't call him." How many weeks?" I don't know?" Guess."Sultry counted back to her last period. She was aghast. "Twenty seven," she said."Has your water broke?" No ... ooooohhh." Hold on. Help is on the way."Frogmorton isn't on any map but the ambulance passed through Grundy. The gas station attendant knew the house on the. Something about his position triggers a memory his legs were spread wide, his arms wrapped around his thighs as he presents his hole to me his hand goes to his cock and he starts to stroke.“Dylan, I’ve wanted you from the first time I saw you like this with your friend Scott. Do you remember?”I groan as I slide lube along my length, but don’t respond.“I remember clearly. You were sixteen, I had come upstairs because I thought I heard something break, I knocked on your door, but didn’t hear. "Ok, ok, I've come to see you and drink your coffee," he chuckled. "Got a few things to talk about that I didn't want broadcast over the network." The treasure ship is still here," I said nodding over at Rachelle's vessel."Yeah, there're having stronger shielding fitted, supplied by the Navy," he explained. "That encounter with your pirates put the wind up head office and they have bought some military shielding components. There're being fitted now." So what do you want to talk about?" I. It was probably an hour or so before sunset, and I was tempted to leave her there, confident she could make her way in the world, but another part of my mind was eager to bed her and enjoy her since obviously some of her talents lay in that fleshy direction. My evil mind pictured her dancing on the end of my throbbing pole. "Where's your home?" I asked.She exhaled. "New York, I suppose," she said. "Much as anywhere." No folks?"She shook her head. "I came over indentured, five years ago." You.