“Don’t you look pretty,” he chuckled. “I gotta go.”Chad cleaned off and changed into a plain white T-shirt and some jeans. He drove to Andre...’s in a 2012 Ford F-150.Andrea tossed him the keys and he walked to the car. “You not comin’?”“I hadn’t planned on it.”“Ah, hell! Hop in! I insist.”“Okay.”The automotive guy took it easy out of the exclusive golf course neighborhood filled with McMansions and several opulent rowhouses. The streets were wide and quiet with only a few k**s outside in the. As I slid my hard dick into her I told her she was loose, she said Eric had a fat dick and he had to force it into her. Hearing her say this made me blow my load. She told me to eat my own cum from her. Then we fell asleep. The next morning she complained about her back hurting and wanted me to have a look. All the way down her back she had small scabs over each of her back bones. I told her what it was, she said Eric had fucked her on the diving board. They had laid a towel down but that had. Greg stopped by one more time late in the afternoon, but only poked his head in to say something, then gone. Joyce knew then, remembering Greg’s quick visit, that was it. He said something, but what? She stepped out of the shower, finally, dripping water on the cold, stark tile. The bathmat was still in the closet, forgotten in her haste to shower, to wash. Joyce carefully stepped to the towel rack, and dried herself off. Her mind wandered as she did, analyzing, her eyes wandering back to the. We only had to include the love of others in our world at Christmas time. Peter and I were obsessed with each other. And that was just fine for us. I was so out of touch with the idea of us having a family that pregnancy came as a complete shock to me. That trip to the doctor because I felt ‘strange’, not sick but weird, was meant to be routine, and because my period was two weeks late. Even with those tell tale signs I had nothing in my mind that told me pregnancy. But there it was. I had.