No Jack. The bedroom was next ... no Jack. She had just time to put on a robe when she cramped..."Oh God! No!"The phone was in the kitchen ... she mad... it ... she dialed O."Operator." I have an emergency, Operator." Dial 911," and she hung up.911"911," it was the same damn operator."I need help." Sultry said. "I'm pregnant and I'm having cramps." You should call your doctor," said the operator.911"911," same damn stupid operator."I need an ambulance at the big house on the hill at Frogmorton,. Fuck we’re going to be late!" I said. My husband said, “That’s NY for you on a Friday." Since we were completely stopped, I figured it would make for a perfect time to slip into my pantyhose. Still sitting sideways I carefully opened the package of pantyhose. I prefer seamless pantyhose. Wolford’s fatal 15s are my favorite. The shade I chose for this occasion was noir, that’s a black. I kicked off my sandals, slipped out of my mini skirt and sat naked on the fine leather seats from my waist. So I had to settle for a best-seller novel that I gave her as well as chocolates and roses that were delivered to her home first thing in the morning. And I had thought roses were expensive around Valentine’s Day. She had given me a gift certificate to be used online, saying that I ‘would never have to walk into another mall again.’ What I remember most of that first Christmas of ours was how it snowed. It was then that I learned of her love for the season. Christmas afternoon, we strolled down. Although Charity was still unaware of her predicament, the fact remained that she was already with child from either the seed of the aged Rajah or from his high-spirited grandson, Akmed. The handsome young prince had taken a liking to Charity's pretty pussy and erotic heart-shaped flanks. The circumstances of the copulation double play necessarily needed to remain unspoken because the knowledge of her transgression meant serious consequences for both her and her unborn child.Thus, the.