She put her soft hand on my palm and squeezed for a moment."I see you are a reader. I like you, Randy O'Toole."I squeezed back."I like you too, Gabrie...la Aarons. You are very direct."I felt an urge to scoop her up in my arms but just held her hand as she jumped to the floor. I proceeded her to the living room, wondering what other surprises she would spring."Take the couch while I put on some music. The Irish Tenors okay?" She moved to the far end and sat carefully, balancing her wine goblet in. I think she understands why all this was ... necessary.”“Oh yeah,” I snapped. “You really needed somebody to get you pregnant and it was necessary that it be me. I’m sure she got that right away.”“You’re upset,” she said again. “I understand that. But it’s not as bad as you think it is.”“Yeah, right,” I growled.“Please do me a favor,” she said.“A favor? You mean another favor? What will it be this time? Oh, I know. You joined a ‘My husband is sterile’ club and you have half a dozen new friends. The words special trust and confidence in your Integrity, Prudence and Ability swam before her eyes as uncharacteristic tears distorted her vision. For the first time the full weight of her new appointment bore heavily on her shoulders.There were one or two other people who were formally inducted into their new rôles, and then everyone rose as Maria left the room. An aide signalled to Sharon to remain behind as the others filed out to the anteroom, where some refreshments were laid out."The. This time she didn’t resist, inhaling sharply as she let me impale her at last. I relaxed at the sweet sensation of her. How I had missed the feeling of touching her, of being inside of her!Heather controlled the motion, pushing herself to higher states without losing me to an orgasm. With a determinedly measured pace, her breathing began a slow crescendo, accelerating from exploratory sighs all the way to uneven gasps, powered by the flexing of her knees and twisting of her hips as she reeled.