Achieving two sensible behaviors in a row was beyond the Government's ability.I continued to descend cautiously, searching widely for anything, and es...ecially for infrared sensors being used to spot me. I'd spot humans using them easily enough, by the humans' heat, but standalone instruments were a worry, especially because they could be mounted on the nearby hills and other distant locations. It would be very bad to have my presence reported to the baddies' boss, who could order some of his. I reached over and took her hand in mine, guiding it to her pussy."Oh!" She squeaked quietly, resisting the motion."No, you need to do this, Belle." I encouraged softly. "In order to learn what your own body likes and wants; you need to touch yourself." But...OK," her whisper was so soft that I barely heard it.I put my hand on top of hers and guided it to her pussy. We rubbed softly over the soft lace of her panties, the moisture behind the fabric becoming evident. She was content to continue. His kisses to the mother of “his” child were so heartfelt that she convinced herself that, as soon as it was possible, he would be the next man to impregnate her. He deserved to father her children. She loved Bobby, and she’d love this baby forever, but she wanted to have one of Fred’s too.Fred left, to go stand outside the nursery and stare at his son.Mary looked at her mother, now five months pregnant herself, and showing obviously. Mirriam smiled.“He’s very handsome,” she said. Her eyes said. ” Gandhi shrugged indifferently and responded, “Each one takes what he doesn’t have.”Mr Peters, by this time, was fit to be tied. So great was his anger that he wrote on Gandhi’s exam sheet the word “Idiot” and handed it back to him.Gandhi took the exam sheet and sat down at his desk, trying hard to remain calm while he contemplated his next move. A few minutes later, Gandhi got up, went to the professor and said to him in a dignified but sarcastically polite tone, “Mr. Peters, you autographed.