I tookone of his arms to steady him as he stood up."Can we make it?" I asked. He nodded, and we slowly made our way intothe living room. After I got h...m down, I brought him some water and atrash can."If your tummy gives you problems, don't feel like you have to struggleto the bathroom." Thank you," he said. "Really, I mean it. Thank you. And, and I'm sorryfor being trouble." No trouble. It's the Lord's blessing that we can help. Now just rest.I'll start working on supper. When my husband gets. Kelly dressed for a change, exchanged kisses then took his hand, saying; she was happy enough to let him do as he wished to her but had had enough of being secured on hands and knees over the coffee table, as her knees where still aching from last weekend, (she did not enlighten him as to what had gone on) but she smiled as he asked if “she wanted to be spanked, outdoors, here, and now it being a fine evening and he being eager! she laughed and said “he was keen!” but he said that “he had been. The real interesting part was the response to the transformed girls. Theones from the Career districts, wow, now they were some ugly bitches! Acouple of the other ones didn't make too bad of girls. A bit homelylooking but I'd probably still get in their pants. Well a week ago Iwould've.Then the last tribute came out. The girl from District 12. Me. Mymouth dropped as the most gorgeous creature I'd ever seen slowly walkedout onstage. The reaction of the crowd was amazing. The absolute. I don’t think my fiancee would like that, would he.”“No, probably he would not, though you never know about some men,” I commented.“Really? There are some men that would want their wife – their fiancee, I mean – to get pregnant by another man?”“Some men yes, but not most of them. Probably your fiancee wouldn’t like it.”“I don’t think he would. Anyway, I shouldn’t. I used that bio- . . . bio- . . . gel.”“Bio-adhesive,” I said, but I bit my tongue when I was prompted by my conscience to tell her.