That was fine with me too; I would focus on helping her out with her pregnancy and birth.About a month and a half later she had the baby. It was a bea...tiful baby girl.She had a face that looked very much like her mother's. Her complexion was closer to her father's dark skin. She instantly gained my love and I knew she was the cutest baby I had ever seen. Even her family commended our selection in sperm donors, and said that the baby was just too cute. We took her some and raised her as fully. .. he 'adjusted' in his sleep (at least it would appear that way to anyone looking on) and in doing so, pulled his arm back just a few inches... and under the towel, he straight on grabbed my dick. He squeezed it ever so slightly. It felt like electricity was coursing through my body... This was something totally new to me. Sure, as guys we'd give each other a hard time, occasionally make jokes about so-and-so being gay or something like that, but never were serious about it. Just teenage. Without a second thought Georgie unleashed his crowbar across her nose, snapping it to the right and letting the delightful red river run south to the floor. She the oldest of the old in this place, it only took a few bootings to make her "unavailable" for the evening.And for the final strike we headed to the top floor towards the art department. And in the only open classroom there she stood oh my brothers. Ms Michaels, the 20-something devotchka stood with her slender back towards us writing. "Damn," my father whispered. "We aren't ready."My father took off toward the new arrival. His shoulder brushed me, pushing me to the side as he scrambled to meet the man. I glanced back at the unassembled stage and could see my mother chatting with one of the workers. She had her back to me as they conversed, so I decided to head over by the duck pond.The pond was just to the east of City Hall and part of one of the city's larger parks. Normally, at this time of the morning, there would be.