Rick was right, as I got too big and giving birth was imminent, Barry lost interest. He was only interested in women that were pregnant and could have...sex regularly. The bastard.But Rick, he still wanted me. We saw each other 2-3 times a week and, while he was gentle with my belly and took care not to hurt me or the baby, what he could be rough with he was rough with. Most of our sex now consisted of me on my knees while he fucked my mouth while he held my head in place. Sometimes he would. That didn’t sound very encouraging and it was explained with some stumbling that he was caught stealing milk from the State-run dairy in the co-op farm next to the soldier’s barracks right next to the highway. Apparently, any crime against the State was considered treason regardless of one’s political views regarding government control.I broke out some coins from my stash and the oldest child ran down to the grocery store to get milk and bread for the hungry kids and for our coffee brewing on. Are you mad at me?"Kelly looked up and said, "No, why would I be mad at you?"She's mad, Stephanie thought. "Because... because of the... other night."Kelly suddenly changed the subject. "Could you get a stack of report cards from the shelf in the coatroom."Stephanie got up and went to the coatroom. She paused as she stepped into the crowded closet, feeling like she was going to cry. She had to do something or risk losing Kelly as a friend. She retrieved a stack of blank report cards from the. "John?...oh your husband. Uh, no I didn't know he was away." I responded to Debbie on the phone.And Debbie started to explain how her husband was always going away on work trips and would have to stay away for up to a week at a time, including weekends sometimes.While Debbie carried on talking on the phone I distantly watched Cindy rubbing my growing cock. She bent her head so her blonde hair fell forward over her chest and I could just make out her moving closer to the end of my cock. I then.