The last thing she needed now was to be pregnant. She needed to spend her energy on the station, not some man’s baby.But deeper inside, a primal par... of her demanded to be allowed its chance ... to be allowed to step to the front and help her fulfill her destiny. It might not get its way ... she might not conceive... probably would not conceive, it told her. After all, this was only supposed to happen once. A quick fix. A way to blow off steam. The thought that it was over made her stomach feel. I was in no position to be dating or even thinking of dating for that matter, I seemed to have a permanent relationship with my growing career. The first time we had talked was in the elevator. He seemed nice enough, helping me with my bags from the local home décor store. I offered him a beer after we got into my apartment. Even though he declined my offer and told me he had to run, I found myself sort of excited when he asked me if I’d like to watch the game tonight at his place. The weeks. I asked her if she was sorry for anything tonight because I knew that things had gotten a little rough for a while. Jen turned around and faced me and told me that she regretted nothing; to the contrary, she said she loved it all. She then told me that one of the things her ex-boyfriend made her do was make her do cum bathes like was done tonight. She said at first she hated it but after the second time and the others she got to where she loved it, but never told him. Then she looked me in the. She mentioned that you didn't even recognize her," laughed mom.Rachel was my youngest sister. I didn't even know she knew Sandy. Thinking back, I guess they were in the same grade. I hadn't seen much of Rachel since I'd been back home. She was attending a local college and wasn't home much."You haven't been around for quite a few years. Rachel and Sandy are best friends. They have been for years. Rachel told me to tell you to stay here if you came over. She wants to talk to you."Rachel was.