I doubt they have any money. Plus, this fecund young woman is undoubtedly tired of some male or female doctor poking a scope up her vagina to examine ...er cervix.I offer, “I am not so sure. Since she is pregnant she is probably not in the mood. Plus, they don’t look like they could afford one of the chairs.”“Oh. I think you might be surprised. Would you like to place what you Americans call a friendly bet?“Sure. How much?”“How about 10 koruna?” At the time one koruna (a crown) was about 5 cents. " Take your money and shove it! I've found I can get along quite well without it." What the heck is going on here?" Mom was standing at the open door looking at us. We'd been raising our voices and that attracted her attention."We're having a private discussion, dear," Dad said. Mom looked at me. I shrugged my shoulders."I'm pledged to secrecy, Mom. I'm leaving anyway." Talk to him," Dad exclaimed."Talk to him about what?" Go ahead and tell her, please, Vic." He seemed resigned."Your husband. . I'm really happy that you and my father are married. I know he's very proud of you, too."Willow stepped away and watched a moment as the men and women from First Battalion rushed up to congratulate Kieu-Linh. The young woman seemed overwhelmed. Willow watched her father a moment, and she could see the pride and love in his eyes. She'd meant what she said, and Willow had to turn quickly and head inside before her soldiers saw the tears forming in her eyes. Willow, too, was overwhelmed. It had. Turn around!” The order was shouted, and i complied immediately, facing away from Cock-Master, looking instead at my bedroom wall and dresser, the one in which i kept my newly acquired collection of diapers and little boy underwear, the ones with toys and fire trucks and a****ls on them.Behind me he had gone quiet, but continued masturbating, then he started giving me a verbal play-by-play.“Oh fuck that feels good…it’s like I’m using one of my slave bois’ asses, but better…damn…I’m.