They were confident this would be her last Thanksgiving at home. They wanted her at home, not her and her friends as was becoming more common.Cathy’... parents didn’t care. The spawn of Satan was gone from the house and good riddance at that. There was absolutely no attempt to contact her since she had left home. Cathy was hurt by that, but she was moving on. She had an odd kind of family with a girlfriend (lover), a boyfriend (not a lover), and a male friend (not a lover, but a lover to her. So Sally came off the pill. The next day my mind was in over-drive as all I could think about was her being pregnant and seeing her belly swell and other men stroking her belly and enjoying her engorged breasts, I was always thinking how fantastic it would be if it wasn't my c***d but one of her lovers, but was too scared to ask her if she would be willing to get pregnant by a lover rather than me.I then decided, without telling Sally, to have a vasectomy. After about 6 months of Sally and I. He quickly heads to her bungalow on the beach where the view is even more spectacular. He takes a moment to enjoy the setting suns as their rays of light splash across the water. There is only one thing more beautiful than the sight before him and that is of Lucy standing at the door to her bungalow.“Hello,” she says walking down the short set of steps onto the sand and over to him. She leans up to kiss him.Roman returns her kiss lightly and says, “Hello yourself.”“I’m sure you’re hungry,” Lucy. I just wonder why Mom wanted me home soearly?"I patted Cam on her back and quipped, "Well your Mom didn't specify howlate you have to be home. My Mom wants me home early." I tried tolighten up our switch and awkward situation.Cam smiled, "See you tomorrow, Cam."I arrived home, well actually to my best friend's home, but for tonightit would be my home. As I arrived, I saw the car fully laden with bagsand stuff. This was already weird. Were they, no make that, were wegoing somewhere? I would have.