Her round ass and shaved pussy lips were surely fully in Boyd’s view. She asked him playfully, but looked into my eyes, “Is this better, Boyd? No ...ore panties to get you all hard!” and giggled. Boyd reached out and grabbed at her ass with both hands. “Boyd!” she scolded, turning and freeing his hands from her cheeks, “That certainly won’t help you lose that big hard-on.” She stepped toward him leaving the panties pooled on the carpet with the skirt, and knelt between his legs. She looked up at. And Michael hadn't worn protection. Was Inow.. pregnant?! Or have an STD? My mind was racing.Michael seemed to read my mind, because he took my hand and said"Melody, I want you to know that if you ARE pregnant, I'll be here foryou. I'll help you raise our child."The thought of raising children with Michael was frightening, and at thesame time, it touched something inside me. Some part of me wanted to dothis with him. I wanted to have children with him.I couldn't believe what was I. Once the ladies went back into the kitchen, the girls started to makeJennifer pose some more and do a curtsy. One girl even suggested thatthey put on a little beauty pageant of their own, with Jennifer as thestar. So that's just what they did, as three other girls decided to takepart in the show. The other girls borrowed some of Lynn's fancy dressesto wear in the show. They even had poor Jennifer trying to learn somedance moves for the talent part of the show. Once they were set theyasked the. It was everything I loved about a Saturday morning sleep-in. In a moment, I would think about opening my eyes, but for now, I was drinking in these tactile sensations.Slowly, my mind replayed the sensations my body (and mind) had felt before drifting off to sleep with my wife in my arms just a few hours ago."A remarkable evening; a success in every way." I congratulated myself.We seem to have gotten George at least thinking about rejoining the rest of the world. We had taken his mind off.