She mouthed the words "I love you" through the closed door before she drove to work."What do you think of this one, honey?" Sierra asked, pointing out...a strapless, low-cut, figure-hugging dress in the bridal shop."That's sure to piss your folks off." Mark said, looking at the dress. "Definitely put it on the short list." Sierra laughed and nodded to the salesgirl, who wrote down some obscure model number on her notepad."So, how about the catering? Salad bar?" I'm thinking meat buffet." Mark. This was too good and I needed to get control of myself. Otherwise, I knew I was going to cum too fast and it’d be over.Then Prema said something that hit me like a ton of bricks “honey stop for a second.”I did.“If you release like your father does there’s going to be a lot of your stuff, right?”“Yeah, I suppose so.” I just knew she was having second thoughts. “Do you want me to stop?” I asked.“Oh no, please don’t stop now. But I do have one thing to ask of you and it might sound very selfish. Some elementary arithmetic assured her that it was conceived during a time when she had only slept with the Colonel, and she only half regretted that her Dutch cap had somehow failed."It may not be that this pregnancy is necessarily from me," he said, "You slept with other men on my orders, and for all I know with others when I was away from here; one of them could be the father, could he not?" No, " she replied indignantly, "I took every precaution with the men you sent me to. Mostly I. " I agree," Tom said, "but it might be better if we wait until sunup. I think we will be all right until then, and we might just be able to escape." I hope you're right about that." I'm sure I am. Just be patient. It might be best if you can get a little more sleep. The stock should be okay until then. If not, we will just have to deal with it."The two men lay back down on their cots. The blankets did provide some cover. It was nerve wracking to just lay there and wait. But it was the best.