As soon as i get home, i kick off my shoes, go to the bedroom and start taking off my scrubs, in the full length mirror i look at myself, in just my b...a and panties. "I'm still pretty damn hot" i think to myself, at 26 years old, i still have a smoking hot body, my nurse scrubs don't show it much. I'm a natural redhead, i stand 5'6" tall, my breasts aren't the biggest 34b but my nipples are extra ordinarily large, they remind me of pencil erasers but bigger so i have to find really good padded. Heopened the door and the sound of cool music wafted in. He led me insideand I was enchanted by what seemed like some sort of Bohemian coffeehouse with vintage jazz posters and dim lighting. The walls were allbookcases filled with hardbound books. Again, like everything elselately, this was all an new experience for me.We found a table in a corner and Devin asked what I wanted. I said acappuccino like I knew what that was and he went to the counter andordered for us. While he was standing there. And this motherfucker won't stick around for you when my child is growing inside of you....fuck.. I am so close to cumming." He loosened his grip on my throat and took my hair in his hand again, yanking my head back to an incredibly uncomfortable position. I was so angry. He wouldn't dare. I spitefully spoke out, "I'll tell him it's his. And I will name her what we always planned if she's a girl." He threw my hair out of his hand, and instantly punched me in the back of head pretty hard. Hard. Marti'en saw her still as a little girl, "why is it Marti'en that men can dally with as many women as they want, calling it being manly. Yet if a woman has more then one man then she is a whore? It doesn't seem very fair now does it? And yet don't women have the same urges men do? Why should a woman have to wait but men don't? Do dragons have the same unfair code of so called honor? Why should I have to remain a virgin but men don't?"Marti'en frowned listening to Laurel's rambling "child, can.