Now if Amelia is pregnant she’ll have my ass too. That fucking bitch!Obviously the first thing we had to do was to get one of those home pregnancy k...ts and have her pee on the damn stick. Then comes that excruciating wait before you know. Finally the moment of truth. The fucking little whore was pregnant.Now I had to take her to a doctor to verify it. I was told to wait while Amelia was taken in to an examining room. I was there for two freaking hours before I was finally escorted to a room.. And some of it more than once.So ... we were in the South Pacific approaching New Zealand when our nanny, Grace, woke us up.“You probably want to hear this,” she said. “It’s not good. There is no way to sugar-coat it. So listen up.”She turned up the radio and told us to sit while the announcer announced We interrupt our regularly scheduled broadcast with breaking news: John Semanthaler at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave NW, Washington, DC.“We’re outside the fence looking at what remains of the West Wing,. One hand slipped into my sex and just opened as the other one took two fingers and slipped inside of my most sacred area. I have played with my self many times before but nothing felt like this. It was as if I had no control over my body and he was controlling it.As my fingers slipped inside I came upon an obstacle which shot pain straight to my brain. I stopped pulling myself out of the haze I was in just moments ago an look at the situation. I quickly fixed myself and just looked onward. The. That was now a lifetime ago, everything was moving so fast. The car was luxurious, the scent of leather, cool air from the little vents in the door-panels. The doors made a funny click and I guess that the driver had locked them, and then we were off. The tyres made a strange sound as the car ran along the tram lines. Bicycles criss-crossed our path. We were on Nieuwezijds Voorburgwal (don’t ask), it’s the street where the old men in their long black coats and tall black hats with their.