.. Four months later... So, Emma got settled in with Brent. She did visit about once a week or so and we had plenty of fun together (Brent included) j...st not as frequently as when she’d lived twenty feet away. Ah well. She also spoke to Jess (and, less frequently, me) on the phone nearly daily.Mike, for his part, was the perfect neighbor. Jess thought him shockingly quiet and low-key for an eighteen-year-old living on his own for the first time. No parties, no loud music, no TV blasting, not. He also had really hairy balls. His whole body was pretty hairy, but the area around his dick was so hairy I couldn't see skin through it. "Have you ever touched a dick?" I shook my head no. He reached down and grabbed my hand and put it on his dick. His skin was so soft, but his penis was so hard! I expected hard penises to still be kind of soft. His big head was, but not the shaft. "Would you like to suck it?" I figured there was no time like the present, so I leaned forward and put his head. Now, I was realizing how important it was. I respected those that wanted to keep their pregnancies, and I completely understood those that wanted to terminate theirs. I sympathized with all women in my position.The ultrasound transmission gel was very cold, and the technician apologized.“I usually keep it warm, but I forgot with this batch,” she explained. “Let’s see, how many weeks along are you?”“Thirteen,” I said. I had the abortion planned for two hours from now, but she didn’t need to know. "Hey," she practically yelled when she saw that Eric had gotten out the video camera and was filming her debut. "I wanted to make sure we shared this moment with your parents," Eric grinned as he continued to video tape his wife, "I think it is only fair. Now pout for me honey, give me everything you got!" Shelly found herself flushing bright red but she decided to be a good sport and model it for him. Besides, she doubted that the images would ever get to her parents, not after what.