That settled it. She was obviously a stalker. It was a little exciting and flattering. I mean there was a moderately attractive chick who broke in jus... to watch me sleep. Actually that does sound bad but you get the point right? It's that wow someone cares about me, I'm attractive, bolstering feeling.Finishing the royal business with a flush I strode out into my apartment. Now fully awake I was able to get a good look at her. She had long brown hair. At least shoulder length but hard to tell. It made me happy that I could please her. I kissed her deep, and our tongues twined and danced. My cock massaged against her still wet pussy. We both wanted it so bad, but we didn't have any protection whatsoever. She, being the one who felt ready for a child, just told me to do it. Women can bring out the worst in me. I do whatever they say. I kissed her and rubbed her as I came to a decision. "I'm ready to have a kid with you". It made me happy that that made her smile. I eased my average. ‘Is something wrong with you?’ ‘No, love, something is exactly right. I’m expecting!’ I guess I looked confused. ‘Charlie, I’m pregnant.’ ‘You’re pregnant?’ ‘Yes, honey, I think you finally figured it out.’ ‘But how? When?’ ‘Well, the when is obvious … probably that first time on the ship. The how is a bit more complicated. There are these bees and then there are some birds …’ I threw the pillow at her and pinned her to the bed. ‘Really? Honest to God, really?’ I put my ear on her abdomen,. Almost fourteen weeks later a little nudity didn't stir anything. Of course, it didn't mean that I was dead. With a little encouragement, I was usually guaranteed to rise to the occasion. Lizzy intended to provide that encouragement.Lizzy had become a total tease in the past thirty-six hours and having had me, for the most part to herself, she wasn't ready to give me up yet. Once into the privacy of the showers, Lizzy let go of any inhibitions that she might have had. Her only desire was to.