“What happened?”Josie laughed, “No, nothing like that. Nothing bad. April is getting married. It seems she found herself in the family way!”�...Oops,” I chuckled. “Is this her steady boyfriend?”“Donny? Yes. She’s due sometime in late April or early May. But you haven’t heard the best part!”“The best part?” Elyse asked.“Triplets!” Jennifer said, as she and Josie started laughing.“Oh my God!” Abbie gasped. “That’s nuts!”“Uhm, I thought she was on the Pill,” I said, nervously.“She was,” Josie said.. Or were they?Sports, for example, can be violent, even brutal. If I got bruised playing football, would I claim that I had been attacked, or would I say that it had been a rough game? If sex could be a full contact sport, then sure, bruises wouldn’t be a sign that I had hurt her so much as that we had had some very rough sex. Mind you, I hadn’t come out of our sexual marathon unscathed; I had claw marks and bruises of my own. Still, was it simply a matter of accepting that sex could be even. I still felt unsure about Jaime being so young, but as I watched her young body bucking with pleasure, those unsure thoughts came less and less often. I was pumping my fist like mad now, my eyes glued to the image of Jaime pressing the vibe harder against her clit, still barely believing what I was seeing. Jaime suddenly stopped bucking her hips, her thighs pressing hard together, her hand still between them, as her mouth opened in what I knew was a cry of release, as her first orgasm hit her. "Show me." She took my hand. "I want to read the competition." Uh ... ok." I took her back to the office.I was still logged in, but the screensaver had popped on. As soon as I touched the mouse, the screen and sound burst to life."Oooooohhhhhhh! Oh god! Fuck me hard, daddy!" A woman with pigtails was suddenly screaming as a big black guy was slamming into her. "You make my baby pussy feel so good, daddy! Fuck my pussy! Fuck my widdle pussy, daddy!" Uh sorry." Classy, really totally classy. I.