She could very easily end up pregnant! There was nothing stopping her from being pregnant! That was the whole reason for us being there in Kenya.Omar ...idn't seem the slightest bit uncomfortable with me in the same room with he and Mara. If anything, he seemed perfectly relaxed; as if he belonged where he was, and that I was the outsider; which was, for me, yet another exciting sensation!After a moment, I sat down on the bed next to Mara, and ran my hand softly over her tummy, my finger tips. He came over to me and intercepted me. I glanced at Glade. He was still smiling but I could tell from the look in his eyes that he’d keep me safe.“Excuse me,” the stranger said. “We have a bet. He doesn’t think you’re wearing panties and I do.”He seemed safe enough. “Really,” I responded. “How much?”“Twenty.”“You lose,” I shouted out and I pulled up the front of my pixie skirt, showing him my trimmed pubes. He started to say something to me, but I ignored him and went and plopped myself on my. .. a scenefrom Burt's childhood; fighting with his sister at the dinner table in acramped little hovel. He almost remembered this sister's name. What wasit?Ann concentrated on the scene, trying to really visual himself into it asthough it was still really happening - as though it had really happenedto him. That sharpened it! Yes! The sister's name was... Clarabell!Ann grinned to himself. This really was remarkable!He tried again, this time attempting to picture another relative, totallyabsorbed. Sarah was married to the head bouncer, the fifth man to hold that slot since Deacon had been the headman almost a decade ago. Her husband Sam was a retired oil worker who was almost as wide as he was tall. He had biceps almost as large as Deacon’s thighs and Deacon was no lightweight.Sarah, on the other hand, might have weighed 90lbs if she was carrying a case of beer at the time, and was as cute as a button. A pixie cut hairdo, just a little makeup, and a smile that could light up a room, she.