Not once did either of us even mention birth control, and I naturally assumed that she had it all under control.So imagine my surprise when, just afte... spring break, she turned up on my doorstep in a flood of tears, a suitcase in one hand and a positive pregnancy test in the other. Having missed her period, she had bought the test at a local d**g store, only for her mother to walk in and catch her using it. A massive fight had followed, culminating in her mother throwing her out when the test. He wished he could remember the exercises that some martial arts recommended for easing the muscles; some memories were just not there, due to simple poor remembering. He hadn’t done them enough for these to stick.He looked for the trail he thought should be obvious, and quickly spotted the gap in the trees. He felt refreshed and ready for the final leg to the tribe, to discover what the situation was with them. It could be anything from a recovering population to an empty encampment. He hoped. "Robert closes his eyes and lets out a slow sigh. "It has not come, Dorothy. You're reading too much into it."Dorothy utters an exasperated sigh and barrels out of the bathroom. "Don't patronize me, I'll have none of it tonight!'Cassie is momentarily stunned. Dorothy's nightgown clings to a body more shapely than she had ever imagined lay beneath her prim and proper conservative clothes. Cassie sees a distinct curve of hip and swell of bosom against the light material. Her hair is down, waves. I peeked around the corner of the doorway and saw the incredible pose of Candy Claus removing her long woolen socks already completely naked except for the socks as her sole remaining item of clothing to be discarded. Her beautiful back was turned in my direction and I was fortunate to have the full impact of her heart-shaped buttocks etched into my brain with the sizzling touch of a branding iron. Her cheeks were slightly gaped and I could view her delectable brown eye with unimpeded clarity..