"What the fuck?"Oh shit! Oh god!"Slap. Slap. Slap."God. God. God."It had started again with almost no break! It had become apparent to me t...at they were running a train on Molly.Slap. Slap. Slap."God. God. God." Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."The pounding, moaning, and screaming had gone on for over an hour. When the slapping sound had stopped, I swore I could hear a slurping sound. Molly had been fucking and sucking these guys nonstop. I had been achingly hard all this time. Her skin felt terribly warm, as if she were running a fever. I placed the back of my hand to her forehead. It was hot. I felt a light sweat on her brow. I noticed her face glistening like a perfect, porcelain doll. I couldn't resist. I reached my arm around behind her and brushed the far side of her covered breast. My cock did a dance in my pants, but it didn't shoot. I wasn't that close. I felt her move then. She looked up first and then at my invading hand. Then her head swiveled back and her. Béla sat silent and proud, not answering.“Okay, girls,” Tabatha interrupted, after allowing Béla her moment. “I brought down a map I drew from watching the army. The closest one is here,” she pointed at the center of Colorado, “to the north. They still have a mountain range to cross. Two more are here,” she pointed to the new canyon that arched east, then north to the twin Spanish Peaks, “and here.” That army was just north of what was now the San Luis Lake, rather than the San Luis Trench, as. "He laughed as he sat down and took a sip of his beer."Well, that's what you're gonna be," he said, still laughing at mymisfortune a little bit."I don't even want to think about that," I said. "I mean, it's obviouslygoing to happen down the line, but it still seems so far away."Part of me was still hoping that I'd find a way back to my normal lifeand being pregnant would be nothing but a weird, distant memory. But Iwas still scared do even try to do anything about it until I knew what itmeant.