Memphis, maybe."The tropics?" I said. "It's nearly summer. Nobody goes to the tropics in the summer." I just like the sound of it. The Tropics. I hear...some of the islands have nude beaches."I leaned back on my elbow and looked at her. She was glowing in the aftermath of our lovemaking. She was absolutely gorgeous."Nude beaches? You couldn't possibly go to a nude beach. Could you? Would you?" I don't know. It might be fun." Karen!" I think I might like showing off." You could cause a riot." No.. I’m sorry. It just felt really good, I completely forgot.”I was pacing back and forth some, getting more nervous and upset by the minute. My mind was just picturing my future with a baby and having to dedicate all of my time to that. It all boiled up inside of me and quickly.“I don’t want to have a baby!” I said in frustration, feeling tears welling up in my eyes.“You’re not gonna get pregnant,” Andy said, sounding confident.“How do you know?” I asked, responding sharply.“They have. I can’t wait to tease the shit out of him about it.”The news is on the TV which Wes turns off with the remote he picked up amongst the several empty beer bottles scattered over the end table next to the couch and its sleeping resident. Wes has a concerned look on his face as Andre’s drinking seems to have increased as of late. He ponders waking him up, but instead thinks “I’ll bring that up at a later time, sleep tight buddy.” Wes walks up the next set of stairs to the 3rd floor and opens the. Of course, at this point I was telling myself that this part of me was journalistic instinct - the hunger for a good story.Underneath a thin satin blouse and a lacy bra, my perky chest was heaving considerably, and my nipples were pushing against the fabric quite visibly even through the layers of clothes. I had put considerable thought into my outfit. I wouldn't have had to. After all, I likely wouldn't be wearing them too long anyway. When I had applied for "enslavement" at the Institute, I.