Approaching the table herself she heard a heated argument originating from under the table at Jacob's feet."Look what you did, you clumsy cow. You mad... him cum all over his slacks!" Hey, he went off before I got started. It's not my fault!" Oh yeah? Move over and I'll show you how it should be done."Lesa squatted down on her heels with as much dignity that she could muster in her short wool skirt and peered under the heavy table. "Ladies, ladies, please keep your voices down." There were two. Her father told her first real boyfriend in front of her in so many words, as he knew they had been petting, that he could do whatever he wanted to her, but if he knocked her up he would have to marry her! She never complained and submissively let him say this in front of her not knowing what would happen but her imagination went wild with the possibilities! In his bedroom one night with his parents gone. He tied her to his bed unbuttoned her blouse and pushed her skirt up and cut her bra and. I suppose it was the sort of place the rich went to when they wanted some peace and quiet. No, and I don't mean some hanky-panky; that wasn't the Cliff Head's scene at all. Although I suppose ... Bugger let's not bother going there.Mind, most afternoons and evenings the tranquillity was somewhat disturbed by the appearance of a string quartet and/or a sort of geriatric combo in the Palm Court Lounge. The multi-purpose function room that served as tea dance venue during the afternoons and. Beth came and sat on the other.“Bill, regardless of what happens tomorrow Beth wants to be the surrogate for our children. We can thaw some of my eggs and fertilize them in vitro and have her carry them. If I survive we will work out custody arrangements. I know we both want Beth to be part of our lives and our children’s lives. If the worst happens, I would hope that you would accept everything Beth has to offer as a wife, mother, and lover. If I survive we need to talk about the three of us.