Even now wasn’t soon enough. No one understood how much Matthew meant. No one understood how hard the decision was to have a baby. I’d fought gett...ng pregnant for a long time, afraid we’d lose our freedom. And now… Matt understood, but he had collapsed from exhaustion. I’d sent him home to get some sleep. I glanced around the room. Thirty more isolettes, just like Matthew’s, lined the room. Other moms stared into their own plastic boxes. Maybe someone else did understand. Maybe I wasn’t alone.. ” I carefully rolled her over onto the bed next to me. She groaned in protest and went all dead weight on me, making it difficult to get her completely off. She finally flopped onto her back next to me and sighed tiredly. “Ow,” she moaned. “What?” “My stomach hurts.” I would be lying if I said I wasn’t confused. “Why?” She struggled to pick her head up and look at me, “Because you made me…” she struggled to say what she wanted, “because you made me cum too hard.” After getting. "What are you doing here? I haven't bothered Rebecca since I saw you." I've heard, but I'm not here to talk to you again; at least not in that way. I'm Matt Steele and Abby's date." He calmed down and I said, "Our little talk can stay just between us as long as you do your part; Rebecca and Abby don't need to know about it."He nodded and gave a sigh of relief as Abby and Rebecca joined us. The rest of the evening was about what you'd expect from a dinner with family. The girls talked a lot. Everyone has that one something that takes them away from it all. This is my nirvana.’ I smiled at her. Her description was so perfect that it made me think of my times running naked on the trails. She asked me what was my form of therapy. I already knew my answer. ‘Well I am actually a licensed skydiver. My therapy is flying. To me it is the ultimate feat of man. Every body movement I make in midair controls my flight pattern. When I am in the sky my mind does not think about anything but the.