"Guy picked up the phone to call a delicatessen located in the basementof the office building.*****"I should leave here around two or three," Tom told...Chuck over thephone.While his wife was at work on that Saturday morning, Chuck went out toplay handball with a banker friend of his."Don't wait for me and get yourself some lunch."??"All right, Kimi-chan.I love you." Love you too." Tom then hung up the phone.Due to the amount of work, both Yakuza and Swan Song related, thatneeded to be done, Tom. ’ My, she knew her Shakespeare, or at least that play. A lucky choice on my part. Or was it? By coincidence or not someone started a CD of Mendelsohn’s ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream,’ those otherworldly, opening strings, and we both suddenly had chill bumps. We had to laugh. Had someone been listening to us? It would be too eerie otherwise, but the night had now gone mystical. When we laughed we leaned into each other, and I kept the contact as long as I could without being crude. She asked, ‘You. Even as Sara had checked her Erica had whimpered and moaned quietly,pressing back into her fingers pressing the issue wanting more even if it was just a minor inspection, she always wanted more, needed more. When Sara stopped and gave her a quick wipe down she pouted a bit which earned her a slap to her bottom to make her behave once more. Nuhuh, you want your reward you be a good girl now. Which was enough to make Erica behave not wanting to loose the reward she had happily even enjoyed. Chance she got pregnant, and she is my mistress yikes.Well...after abit time apart, Jen called me, to meet at her place. I drove over, nervous as hell. Pregnant was not too bad, but it would fuck things with my life. Once I got there, I walked up the stairs as it was the walk of shame. At her door, I knocked, followed with her opening it and pulling me inside. Once inside, I saw Jen....all naked, and pointing to her belly. I stood in disbelief, staring right at her. "Oh baby, it will be ok,.