“Again!” Beth cried, shaking violently. There were tears running down her cheeks and into her hair. Béla pulled the trigger again. Beth sobbed in...orgasmic pain and ecstasy. She rolled on the ground and managed to get her head up against Béla’s leg. Twisting around, she bit down savagely, getting a mouthful of fresh bloody meat. A few seconds later, she twisted away in an orgasm so powerful that she could no longer control her shaking body. Béla, still in pain-separation mode herself, almost. .."George smiled widely. "Yes, that little detail is not irrelevant. But four weeks - that is very soon. Why the rush?" Because, Mr. Sanders," Jennie replied, "I want to be married wearing a proper wedding dress, not a maternity dress the size of a circus tent." She drew a little white plastic stick out of her purse and showed it to George. It was a positive pregnancy test"Oh Jennie," George started. His tears stopped him from saying any more."OK, so you got the church," George said a goodish. "Dana?" Yes?"What were you about to say, but didn't," I said."Nothing. It's just..." My eyes narrowed."Dana, am I Jessica's father?" I said. I said it very calmly, quietly.Yes, of course you are silly. What a dumb question. No one could ever take your place in Jessica's heart." The words were right, but the tone was all wrong. I nodded, but I was not convinced. I'd be getting a blood test on my baby. I was AB negative, fairly rare type. I'd know by Monday morning.Once again, I was sitting in. When she walked her unfettered breasts swung enticingly. Not only did she not object as I adjusted her clothing, I had the distinct impression that she was excited by the way I was exposing her to anyone that looked her way.We got out and went inside. I eat at this little restaurant often and everyone there knows me. I was greeted at the door by the owner. He personally escorted us to a quiet booth. As he seated us his eyes never left Karen's cleavage.I introduced Karen to him and he chatted.