"For one so smart," she stated as she stroked his cheek, "you often don't understand the intelligence of the heart. Let me explain, lest you think I a... cruel towards the memory of the dead. In the midst of this death, I want to reaffirm life. I want the cry of a baby to declare the day in this time of blood and violence. I want new life in our black world of near destruction. We need a baby; our tribe needs a baby. Do you understand?" I do and I don't," he admitted honestly. Yesterday's events. It had been a long drive and we both went out as soon as our heads had hit the pillows. I am 5′ 9” tall and weigh 165lbs. I am not a weight lifter nor do I exercise my work is hard enough. I am a millwright, My wife on the other hand has a body men dream about. She has 34 C boobs with a tiny waist and a nicely formed buttocks. I wasn’t an ass man till I met my wife. But now all she has to do is walk across the floor and my 8” little man jumps to attention.I knew my sister and her. Lee High, too, but some kind of female animal cunning, told me this was my chance to escape marriage to a trucker or construction worker. (I had a weakness for the big macho types who could fuck my brains out, but I wanted the big house and fancy clothes I saw in magazines.) It wasn't a conscious plan – I was only 16 – but I knew then, even if I could not have expressed it, that Howard was my ticket out of the lower middle class.Lee High was full of rich bitches who were more interested in. We had a very good thing there, we were true friends and I learned a lot from her. But no, I didnt love her. I said, lost in memories. I understand. When I came back from my reverie something had changed drastically. Carla looked at me intently, her face flushed and her little mouth ajar. She breathed deeply, her right leg was on top of my left one and… I could see her nipples marking the top of her summer dress. I couldnt do that, I thought. I knew I couldnt. I shouldnt! But I decided to play.