He pressed a kiss to her temple, and she sighed happily as some of her nerves settled. She turned in his arms, draping her own arms around his neck an... lifting her face expectantly. Instead of the kiss she anticipated, he pressed his forehead against hers, his nose nuzzling her own gently. His face was lost in the shadows of the tent, but she fancied she could feel his gaze on her.His breath caught in the way that it would if he was about to speak, but after a brief pause, in which he said. You justovulated this morning and you are very fertile right now."She smiled a cruel smile as she looked up at her beautiful andhelpless husband, trapped in that gorgeous female body. "Tellme, can you feel all that male cum oozing up into you? Can youfeel the male sperm swimming their way up into your womb,searching out the eggs you just deposited there? They say awoman always knows when she becomes impregnated. Can you tell?Can you feel those sperm join with your eggs? Can you saypreggers?". . I didn't." Didn't?" Set you up." And you figure that how?" Your boat 'appears' perfectly normal ... wood mast, wood hull, spun and woven U bush fiber sails ... it all looks normal. Just a little trick of mine ... optical illusion ... learned it from one of your people, a guy named Mesmer ... with a little help from Houdini." Timing broke out is his best rendition of myrrh yet. POP The funnyman was gone.In the brief second that this conversation took place, Phillip Harbormaster called the. “I was nearly too late!” he roared, clutching her by the shoulders and crushing her to his chest. He’d never been angrier with himself than was in that moment. ‘I shouldn’t have doubted that she might actually exist. I could have been searching for her ages ago!’ His thoughts were frantic. What if he’d lost her before he’d ever even laid eyes on her. “Oh, baby, I’m so sorry.” He repeated this into her hair, his lips pressed to the top of her head. She pushed at his chest because she wanted to.