Her name was Fran and she was divorced. Her husband had caught her playing around, and after filing for divorce just picked up his things and moved to...California. He left her the house with an 'under-water' mortgage, and since she made as much as he did there was no alimony. They had no kids so I guess he made out. I wasn't happy that Jill hung out with her so much, but I didn't have much say in the matter. I figured that while she was gone I'd go check our bedroom for spiders after I finished. I lay back on my bed and just thought about myself, about Avery, about what Jess had said. Avery and I got together more often over the next couple of weeks. I don’t know if it was due to my “conversation” with Jess, or just pure coincidence, but I wasn’t complaining. I loved seeing her again, and we got on just as we had previously. But, just lurking under the surface was the desire to scream how much I loved her, how much I needed her. Still I spent every weekend with Jess, fucking her. That length could now be measured in tens of thousands of kilometres although its width had never increased beyond a kilometre. The Anomaly’s fuzzy and indistinct boundary was as elusive as its mass. It could be defined only as the point at which light no longer passed through space, but that was a range that constantly changed. Sometimes the boundary flickered open to the extent that it simply swallowed up particles that not long earlier were beyond the boundary and now by chance no longer. He couldn't believe he was finally with her. After a semester of studying her in class, he was finally touching her, feeling her, experiencing her. Jake could feel his cock getting hard as he pressed himself against Melody's side.Trying to take his mind off of his hard-on, he pulled back. Looking at her, Jake asked, "Melody? Can I?" as his finger hooked the edge of her shirt, gently raising it to reveal less than an inch of the tight skin of her swollen pregnant belly. Seeing Melody nod, Jake.