." That's okay," she said reassuringly.She walked over to him and kissed him on the cheek, running herfingers down her chest."Get them off," she whisp...red. She stepped away again, and he did asshe requested. His shorts fell down to the floor, and he stepped outof them, utterly naked, his erection pointing at her."So.. uh..." he mumbled. He had expected her to kiss him more than shehad; she seemed to have jumped straight to fourth base without passingthe first three. He stepped forward and. She now has me in her power. I, in turn, play with her slit and her hole, sliding my middle finger right up inside her and pumping it in and out. She gives me a strange, distracted smile as if her brainpower has been diverted to her sexual mind and there is no spare capacity for such trivia as speaking.She reaches into her bag and pulls out a large tissue. She frees herself from my invading finger so she can concentrate on masturbating me. She stares deep into my eyes and sees I’m too far gone. My backpack held the OTHER pill, the one that would hold us away from parenthood for a while.“Thank you,” I said.“You’re welcome. How’s the ankle?”“I feel it. Let me try standing.”“Don’t hurt yourself.”“I gotta walk, buddy,” I returned. That first step onto that foot, though ... Okay, maybe my mouth had spoken something my foot didn’t support. I winced and shifted weight quickly to the other foot.“Baby?” Tommy blurted.“Worse than I thought. I think I can walk, but without my customary grace.”“I. I gave her my cell phone number, and asked her to call me when she found anything out. It was 5:00pm, and Mary was leaving work when she finally called. She hadn’t been able to locate Gayle, nor had she been able to find out what meeting she was in. I told her not to worry about it, we were home, and Ian was resting quietly, at least as quietly as a seven year old could. Mary apologized, and seemed to have a funny, disapproving tone in her voice. I hung up, and just started thinking. Finally.