”“So I’d be Svetlana Yakovovna Loucksa?” Clarissa laughed.“IF we were to marry, yes. Though technically a name such as Loucks wouldn’t hav... the ‘a’ added.”“What does Loucks mean, anyway?”“It’s a form of the Dutch name Lodewijk, which is «Ловик», or Louis. So if we Russified it, you would be Svetlana Yakovovna Lyudovika. But I don’t recall proposing!”“A girl can propose, you know!”“Are you proposing?”“No,” she replied with a soft laugh. “But that was a fun conversation. What’s your mom’s family. " Stephanie started to deny it but then stopped in mid sentence. She was supposed to have started her period a week ago. She was a week late, and she was throwing up every day. First panic, then denial, and then anger; she went from one emotion to the next in milliseconds as she considered the possibility. She did not know what to do! She settled on shear panic.Finally she answered her sister, "I doubt that, Sue-Ellyn." She tried to shrug off the thought, but Sue-Ellyn had seen her reaction,. “I will have to have Alex over more often.” She joked. After dinner and with the girls settled Jane and I sat down and talked about our new lifestyle. Lack of communication can be a killer in relationships. Jane and I used to talk a lot about our plans and aspirations years ago but we had got out of the habit. We sat cuddled up together on the settee and talked the events of this last week. We both agreed that we had ventured into something that neither of us wanted to stop. Jane told me. Though his tongue had stopped darting, it continued to nuzzle and softly flick. My mind came back to a calmness, but my core once again began to arouse. This time the fire built more slowly, more fully, and, if possible, more deeply, and my full throated growl must have alerted him to my state, as fingers then joined lips and tongue to drive forth, and bring on the most shuddering, shattering, and ultimately exhausting orgasm I could have ever imagined. It went on beyond time as he refused.