Callie couldnt tell if there were people around to see them. She could only imagine what they must look like. Her on her hands and knees, blindfolded,...gagged, and clamps on her nipples being led on a leash by a man that was well over 6 feet tall. When they finally stopped Callie heard a click and then another door being opened. A second later she was yanked up by the collar and shoved into a car. When she put her hands out to steady herself she could tell she was in the front seat of a car.. " She genuinely seemed to appreciate the gesture. "You didn't need to get me anything."I laughed again, "Yea, actually I did." I threw her the bag from the pharmacy.She opened it, then looked up at me, and with total seriousness, she asked "Would knocking me up be so bad?"Taken aback, I looked at her for several seconds before responding. "What guy my age wouldn't love the chance to 'knock up' as you put it a young fifteen year old, especially one as beautiful as you. But you need to live your. Bed sounded like a good idea. However, I did wonder how the new sleeping arrangements would work out. The first question was easy, Carol would sleep in the middle with John and me on each side. Carol and I usually slept on our left sides with my cock snuggled between her ass cheeks and my arm around her. If we kept that same sleeping position, that would mean that Carol would be sleeping facing John or with her arm around him - anxiety. Carol leaned on her right side, facing me. She. " ("Just trying to find a safe harbor so I don't get run down by tobacco chewing tugboat drivers.")He laughed.Then ... he lifted his battered top hat and drew a sleeve across his brow. He pulled out an enormous red farmer kerchief and wiped the sweat from the leather hat band. I could see he was stalling for time while he searched his memory."Colonel? Is that you? Colonel Valmaat? From the flight school?" he asked"Yah, who is that?" I asked."Se olen minä! Luutnantti Tuobro." (It's me!.