Passports? Check. Letters from the Embassy and Vanya? Check. Jesse? Check!”The girls laughed.“I have all of Jesse’s snacks and some juice boxes ...or the flights,” Kara said. “I also have his diaper bag, and Kitty.”“Check!” I said with a small laugh.Kitty was a small, ratty-looking stuffed kitten that Jesse loved. He didn’t play with it, he just wanted it around, and he hugged and kissed it a lot, and slept with it, which had put some serious wear-and-tear on it. It was the first stuffed animal. I need to talk to you."Marion looked at him with surprise and just a flicker of fear in her eyes. Bill saw neither as he concentrated on how he would begin the conversation. Marion picked up the remote control and turned off the TV."What do you want to talk about, Bill?" Her voice was tentative and uncertain.He sat in the big armchair across from her. He looked at the beautiful woman who had been his wife and the mother of his children. He wondered if he would be able to say that when this was. I had been completely surprised when I found the email folder tucked away in a subdirectory. I had been even more surprised when I opened it up and found a series of letters back and forth between Karen and some Canadian guy. The letters had dated from three months ago and from the beginning were filled with sex talk and innuendo. But lately they were getting more and more extreme and explicit. The worst thing was that from what I read Karen was the one pushing for it the most. I walked in the. My hips moved in time with his as we thrust ourselves together. I was rapidly closing in on a massive orgasm. So was he! It wasn’t long before I cried out in absolute bliss as I came hard. He grunted and yelled out as his seed burst forth into my waiting womb. We just lay there, still locked together. We kissed gently, again and again. “We’ve got to do this again, Hannah,” he said. I just smiled at him in post orgasmic bliss. Eventually he got up off me and I went into his bathroom to clean up..