Ohhh, I'm messing this up. Here," She fumbled in her purse and withdrew a pink business card. "It's not Mary Kay." She tried a laugh, but it issued mo...e like a grunt. "Please consider this, if we could be of any help." She slid it through the cracked window.I took the card without looking at it. My concern about this strange but sincere woman fled a worse fear. I worried that I should have picked up David already. "Um, thanks?" I dropped it into the grocery bag behind the passenger seat and. She felt heat in her chest and couldn’t figure out if it was anger or something else. She opted for anger. Who was he to be disappointed that she didn’t want to be pregnant?“Why in the world would you think I’d be happy?” she asked, again surprised that she said that instead of cursing at him.“Some women want to have children,” he said.Erica stared. He must be insane! She’d been impregnated by a man who belonged in an institution!“Women who are married!” she barked. “Women who are in love .... Oh, there were times that he radioed to the mainland forhired help to do construction work and other things thathe was unable to do himself, but even they were allowedaccess to only a small part of his compound, and as soonas the work was done, he sent them back, their pay sentdirectly into their account back home from his Swissbank.The people who worked for him did say that, althoughextremely odd and fiercely protective of most buildingson his island, he did seem to be a nice old man, and. It was in that moment that I truly looked over my daddy’s body. He was a tall man, standing roughly at 6’3’’. I was not sure how to estimate how much he weighed, but he was very well kept. He was not skinny, nor was he fat and he had a good amount of muscle. He had worked construction for a lot of his life, which I am sure was what kept him in shape. Then there was his cock, which even now, soft between his legs, was big to my eyes. To be honest, I had seen cocks in photos and in a couple.