Back to the old Lauren, then. Not the coked-up little whore who’d been begging me to come on her tits, just hours earlier.“Of course,” I smiled....“I’m not as young as I used to be, but I could probably go again, if you need me to.”“No, you sicko, I ain’t here to do that again. I ain’t ever doing that again.”I frowned, realising what was coming next. Okay. Maybe not such a lucky day, then.“No, this time you’re gonna pay me,” she continued. “Or else I’ll go to the police and tell ‘em you ****d me. I didn't need this because at no time had she raised the issue of my responsibility or asked if I was willing to take charge of fatherhood.Common sense told me to cool my mood, women react to the same problem in a different way to men and in the case of pregnancy, their reaction is more visceral more emotional full of fear at the first moment, their vision of life changes in a flash, theirs bodies change and their emotions change sometimes from one day to the other.So I did make as she said and. General Puller asked for another count and got the same answer, “Many, many, many Chinese!”“#%$@*^$@#!” swore General Puller; “put my Marine liaison officer on the radio.”In a minute, an American voice came over the air: “yes, sir.”“Lieutenant,” growled Chesty, “exactly how many Chinese you got up there”?“General, we got a whole shit load of Chinese up here”!“Thank God,” exclaimed Puller, “at least there’s someone up there who knows how to count”!Two Arab terrorists are in a locker room taking. “Damn me, that felt great.” I panted as she breathed heavily, grinning as she did.“Good job I’m on the pill.” She giggled.“Yeah, if I got you pregnant your parents would kill me, but I’d die a very happy man.” I lay beside her as she rolled onto her side and cuddled up to me. She stroked my chest before looking at her watch.“We should be going back now.” She sighed, disappointed. We started to get dressed as she kept looking at my cock, licking her lips as she did.“Trying to burn it into your.