After some mutual depression I reminded Chris of the conversations we’d had and from that moment we knew there was no choice, Chris would become pre...nant by another man.Conception - Day 1The following few days Chris spent a lot of time checking calendars and chatting on the phone with Paul and Sammy. On the Friday evening of the weekend that Chris was at her most fertile I was driving north, Chris had driven up the previous evening and she phoned me at work just after lunch so I could listen to. He fucked me with his eyes before I shed a stitch of clothing. I’m surprised I didn’t combust just from his hungry, lusty gaze. I felt so connected to him, appreciated, wanted, and so sexy. We began to undress. I sat on the edge of his mattress and took off my shirt and my bra. I stripped down until I was naked. By the time I’m at this point with someone I’m bold and like the lights on so we can see each other. He took off his shirt and we continued kissing. I’m fuzzy on some details here. But. The wine was going to his head after being deprived of morelikely female company for so long."What of the lout," he added after clearing his throat, and his head."He's going to attack our lands. Something is going to happen, but Icannot see what. He wants...I am not certain how best to put this,but...he wants you. Only 'tis not you, 'tis me. Yet not me." Ah," he murmured, scratching his chin which was sore in need of ashave. "One of your cryptic visions, is it," he remarked as he foundhis eyes. Sometimes. Think about...that.’She whispers.‘Tell me what you look like Sarah?’‘Well I’m blonde. He..” she looks at me, “...he says I have a wicked smile and a very naughty glint in my eye.’‘And what are you wearing?’“Ehm. My uniform thing. It’s like a white drill cotton dress. You know the ones?’‘Yes, with the poppers up the front’“Yes one of those’‘And underneath?’‘Oh, well..’And she grows quiet, but you can hear her breath has quickened.‘I’m in my underwear. It feels really sexy, you know,.