"But I have to pee very badly." OK," he replied."Give me your hand and I'll lead you to the out-house."When she tried to stand up, she was very woozy ...nd fell right back onto the cot. "Shit!" she said."I'll carry you," he said."No. No need. Just get me a bowl or something. I can pee into it," she said as she slid forward leaving just the edge of her butt onto the side of the cot.Quickly, a huge plastic cup, feeling like it was a fountain cup from a fast food restaurant, was thrust into her. On the other hand, as much as I enjoyed being naked in reality with Tam,I didn't particularly enjoy being naked in the minds of other people.Okay, so it was cool being desired and all that. I couldn't think of asingle person I knew-- guy or girl-- who didn't enjoy attention...As long as it was from the right fucking people. At the appropriatefucking time.When dudes openly gaped or stared, or when the whole school was aghast atthe naked painting Dallas did of me, their attention fucking. Passed her hips and swollen belly, to her legs and her feet, which straddled his body on either side of him. "Well Ian, do you want me!" he heard her say."Yes" was all Ian could respond for fear of breaking this moment with too much, talking. He felt her settle her weight on his waist, and he felt himself slowly slide in to her warm, wet moist center. He felt himself grow harder and stiffer in her as, he moved his hands up over her firmly swollen belly, feeling the child she was carrying inside. As it came into view, I could see a lieutenant was in the passenger seat and a private was in the driver's seat. After the vehicle came to a stop, the Lieutenant jumped out, stood at attention in front of me and gave a salute. In kind, I returned his gesture by coming to attention and returning the salute."Welcome to Riyadh Air force Base. Ms. Jones, Ms. Snow, the officers on base have been scrambling to put together a welcome since the State Department requested that your flight be diverted.