As soon as he did I headed to his desk and asked what he was doing after work.“Nothing, as usual,” he said.“I want to come over and show you som...thing”Of course, he always was up for me showing him something. I told him I’d meet him at his house by 5:30.He had just gotten in when I pulled in behind him later that night. Blaise gave me a quizzical look when he watched me walk in carrying a folder of photographic prints.“What’s going on?” he asked. “Are we being watched or something?”“Of course. "You're 25, of course you are. Areyou using any birth control?"I was still too stunned by this line of questioning to answer. I mean,sure, it made sense, given what kind of doctor she was, but it came outof nowhere and she was being so casual about it while staring at myvagina under a paper-thin medical gown."When was your last period?" she asked."I... I don't know," I said, being completely honest. I tried to force mybrain to access Alana's memories to give her a better answer, but itstill. With a quick movement I felt the plug ripped from my hole. Thathurt a bit as it popped out of my tight ass. Pam was really getting intoand enjoying my efforts as I felt something else poking at my hole. ThenI felt his hand wrap around my cock which was very stiff as well. Hebegan stroking me as I felt something fill my empty ass. I was muchbigger then my plug and hurt a great deal. I thought Pam was going togag me as she pulled me further and completely onto her.I heard him behind me say how. We were at Emily’s flat in next to no time, and she opened the door to let us in. I’d love to tell you of my first impressions, of the flat which was at the same time perfectly clean and yet demonstrably lived in by a mother and child. I’d love to tell you about how I failed to find a glass for some water, or the light switch of the small closet toilet. But the rest of this chapter is bedroom talk, in fact, not so much talk, as we reverted to the telepathy of our swimming pool action earlier in.