I was just...holy, hell, Jake. Is thatyou? Why are you in a fucking dress? Is this what you want, or did shemake you a sissy?" I just helped nature al...ng a little, Ray-Ray. Don't you like herbetter this way? She goes by Julie now. She's been dying to meet you." I should have listened to you, Ray-Ray." Shit, Jake...I mean Julie. I've got to say. You look good." Don't start," I said."He can't help but start. Look at his crotch, Julie. He has a hard on.That's for you, Julie. He looked at you in. I tried to break his grip, unsuccessfully. He took me to his room and dropped me on his bed. “Now slut, what were you saying?” Tears of humiliation swelled in my eyes. “What do you want?”“To fuck you.” He gave me a lewd grin. I was stunned that such crude words were coming from the mouth of my father-in-law.“No, please let me go.” I tried to get off his bed; but he grabbed me again and pushed me back on his bed. “I… I… will tell Adeel.” As a final resort, I tried to threaten him hoping that it. She couldn't see his face, but if she could, she would have seen his eyes feasting hungrily on her breasts. Natalie had seen the effect that they could have on men before: sometimes welcome; sometimes not. Again there was something obscene about the way he fingered the item: as if practising for the way he was going to finger it's contents. The bra joined her shirt on the desk.He didn't have to speak. As soon as bra was put down, she undid the button on her jeans and lowered the zip; but before. I smiled. She almost bumped into me as I turned the corner into the kitchen.“Whoa, you’re home,” she said.“As usual,” I said, glancing up at the clock for support.“Yes, yes of course,” she said. She looked, something, stressed, something.“Abby?” I said. She sighed. She looked up at me and didn’t smile.“Sam, we’re pregnant. I just got back from the doctor’s. It’s for sure,” she said. I hadn’t had a clue that she even might be. I sat down at the kitchenette table.“Okay, great,” I said, my look.