Of course I can and did impregnate her. She certainly never complained openly about any problems in the bedroom, at least not to me or in front of me... Besides, after the birth of our second c***d our focus switched to caring for our babies and sex faded into the background. We managed somehow to indulge at least once a month or every six weeks. I was fine with my life, it was the happiest time of my life. As our babies turned to ganguly young girls. Now they could take care of each other. ‘What should I do?’ she asked Jordan. ‘Well a lady usually curtsies and accepts the gentleman’s offer,’ he offered. He then watched the blood drain from Kasey’s face. ‘Or you can feign sick and I help you to the nearest seat.’ ‘I can’t. No one’s going to believe that. Everyone knows I’m as fit as a horse. Just look at me.’ Jordan quickly looks the girl over and silently cursed himself. Jeff doe eyed little sister looked ever better close up and felt like heaven in his arms. She wore one of the. When the soapy water didn’t work, my parents went to Plan B. My mother, still in her robe, raced out the front door while my Dad changed and threw Danny into the back seat of our Ford station wagon, still in his snoopy pajamas. Minutes later, my winded mother was back. ‘Kids, Mrs. Taski will be over shortly to watch you until we get back. Please do what she says and not give her a hard time,’ she said, racing for her bedroom. Minutes later, they all left for I assumed the doctor’s office. I. “Oh fuck,” she whispers. What the hell am I doing? She crawls out of the bed and practically runs to the bathroom, down the hall. Once in, she locks the door and splashes her face with cold water. She looks at herself in the mirror. Her long pink colored hair frames her face. Her Jersey knit chemise clings tightly to her breasts, turning see through where the water from her face drips down.Candace stares deep into the eyes reflecting back at her. “He’s your father. What are you doing?” It has.