Chris war als Assistent der Geschäftsführung tätig und wollte mit Zarifa ein paar Zahlen besprechen.Chris war schon lange scharf auf Zarifa, aber s...e war schon lange verheiratet.Als Zarifas Handy klingelte entschuldigte sie sich kurz und ging in eine ruhigere Ecke. Ihren Laptop ließ sie an. Chris war so dreist und riskierte einen Blick. Sie hatte vergessen Ihr Online-Banking zu schließen. Aus Neugier wollte Chris wissen, wie viel Zarifa verdiente. Dabei fiel ihm auf, dass sie Werbegelder. Then fast forward 15 years, we run into each other in a grocery store.I was perfectly content with walking by, but she needed the 411 on my life and to dish on hers. Well, my k** is a Sophomore in High School and...." blah blah blah. I was cordial enough until the questions started firing... are you working? yes. Doing what? engineer. I guess you did get your act together! (she was the only one laughing) are you married... yes. How many k**s? none... What? No k**s? See I told you you couldn't. In my back-pack I carried a small first-aid kit and I retrieved it and knelt beside him, as I took tweezers and began to carefully pick off all the bits of tentacle I could find and any remaining barbed stings still embedded in his flesh. He winced every time I carefully pulled each one off.He was a pitiful, helpless sight; a pale shadow of the strong hero who had, just hours beforehand, gripped me in his firm hold beneath the sea in that passionate lovers embrace. I stroked his face and. "I love you Terry" I never stopped mum, I never will"She clung to me, moving her hips to meet my thrusts, her eyes wide open and looking into mine,"You're fucking me again Terry" her hands ran down my back onto my buttocks and she heaved herself against me,"I'll always fuck you mum" I kissed her lips hungrily, "Even up to when you're almost due"She looked at me questioningly, "What do you mean darling?" I want you to have a baby mum, my baby, I want to make you pregnant" Oh God Terry" she.