As it turns out, a quickie in the library is just as dangerous as a gang bang in a locker room. I was only a week into my freshman year of college and...I had gotten myself knocked up again. I never did find out the poor guys name, though he bumped into my bump in the cafeteria later that semester. I'd never seen someone run that fast before.It didn't matter though. This one was going up for adoption too. My parents were convinced that I was getting pregnant on purpose. There may have been some. "Let me just take a...oh my your eyes are quite beautiful. I've never seen that shade of green before." "But my eyes are blue." Trevor said. "So green, like sparkling emeralds." she said. "Doctor Brooks are you alright?" Trevor asked. "Please call me Emma." Trevor found himself speechless as Emma pulled her hair down and tore open her purple blouse to reveal her black bra beneath. "What are you....?" "Don't speak just go with it!" Emma said as she climbed up onto the bed. Trevor did as he was. “Hey how about a cold drink first” Dave suggested as he and Steve headed back to their already huge pile.“Great idea, thought you was never gonna give us a break slave driver.” Steve said grinning.“Smart ass.” Dave replied giving his son’s ass a playful slap as They both headed back to the house, Dave sat in one of the chairs in the covered porch and taking off his sneaks Steve went into the kitchen and got a couple of cokes.Steve returned with the cokes and handed one to Dave and then sat in. There were no amusements and by the time I was fourteen, so mother had finally given-in to my pestering for a dog.I remember the bright sunny day we drove out to some dog kennels where unwanted dogs could be paired up with a new owner.We were shown round the place by old Ken Barker who ran the place.Mother was charmed when he had shown her some cute and cuddly pedigree pooches but meanwhile I was attracted to a handsome two year old brown mongrel.As soon as I stroked him he was wagging his tail.