" And with that, the conversation was over.--3--It had been about three weeks since my latest change and I was finallybecoming accustomed to the fact ...hat my hand was different. I was slowlylearning not to question my new reality, it only made things moredifficult and there didn't appear to be anything I could do to influenceit.It was Sunday morning and the sun was beginning to peek through thewindows. Feeling a little frisky, I reached over to stroke Jen's hairhoping to elicit a morning bout. Then one day she called me when I was in office and she asked me why r u looking me like that, I told what Im looking? She told that I know your thoughts on me and I can feel that when I come to your house.I couldnt say anything now and I told her that I love her and I will get bulge in my pant whenever you pass me, she then asked me what you want from me??I was shocked and told her I want to kiss you and hug you..She told only hug and kiss???Me: Starting with this and then…She: what then?Me: I. My brain was telling me to slow down, I've only known this girl for a few hours. Of course my cock was saying who cares, we're going to get laid.I think I was more excited over seeing this breathtakingly beautiful woman naked than I was over having sex with her. With in a few minutes I found myself between her lovely legs giving my tongue the workout of a life time.She screamed and twisted her body, she grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down into the sweetest pussy I had ever seen. "Oh. He finished his shower, dried off and walked to the living room wearing only a towel. The phone in the living room rang. Patrick picked up the cordless hand set. ‘Hello.’ ‘Hello. This is Columbia Presbyterian. Is Patrick O’Connell there?’ ‘Speaking.’ ‘Mr. O’Connell, we have the test results from your vist.’ ‘OK.’ ‘It seems as though there is a chromosomal defect in your sperm. They are unable to fertilize an egg. Even ICSI would not help. I am sorry for the bad news.’ ‘I see,’ said Patrick very.