I decided then to move down the bed a little bit, just so I could sneak a view across at the upstairs windows without Bev realising what I was up to�....and as I did my heart skipped a few beats and my cock nearly exploded! As a glanced over, I saw that the pull up blind from the closest window was pulled up about a third of the way…and as the sun was shining directly towards that window I could clearly see someone sitting behind the partly open blind with a mobile phone facing our way. I quickly. Stood there waiting. I was afraid and excited, both at the same time. What if I'd guessed wrong? It was possible that I was kidding myself here. Was this like an ant trying to rape an elephant? Every second that I waited seemed so much longer than that to me. By the time that I'd begun to be convinced that I had been right, and the voice would have to deal with me on a more equal footing, I started sensing that I was all alone again. I couldn't feel his presence with me at all. Silence. “Are you saying I should have aborted Tim?” “Well, you wouldn’t be in the mess you’re in now.” “Get out. Just… get the fuck out.” “See; proof you kept him to trap me.” “The reason I chose to keep Tim is none of your fucking business. But let me assure you, it was not a decision I came to lightly.” “So instead of doing what was easier for both of us, you decide to bring an unwanted child into this world.” “The only person who didn’t want him was you.” “And the only reason you wanted him was to. We continued to kiss and pet on the porch swing for a long time after I finished talking to Mom. We didn’t rush to bed. Now that we knew we had all night, we slowed down and took our time exploring each other. Kissing. This was the Donna Levy I’d fantasized since 1952 and my fantasy was living and breathing in my arms, kissing my lips, exchanging nipple caresses. Intoxicating.“We’re all hot and sweaty,” she whispered. “Let’s get a shower and cool off.” I kicked off my shoes on the porch and.