A bit un smooth kissing hard, tongues out, exploring each others mouths. We pull apart. Foreheads touching. I tell you i missed you too. You smile and...tell me to settle down while u go freshen up. I sit on the bed and end up laying down. You come in shirt in hand with the towel. Some of the water droplets dripping down your chest into your pants. I look up into your eyes with a mischievous and lusty voice " i missed you so, so much". You look at me smile, bite your lip, and dropping the shirt. This will be my second baby. My first, Kylie, is two and can’t wait to play with her baby brother. But my knowing better and doing what’s smart isn’t the same thing. At least it isn’t for me, not after falling in love with someone I may never see again. The baby’s daddy, Matt Hampton, never knew I was in love with him. And I wasn’t, not at first. We’d known each other forever. Of course, everybody knows everybody else out where we live. In high school, we fooled around a little, but never. "Wait!" Cole yelled to his protectors. "I want to say something." What?" one of the reporters called to him."The government made war on two handicapped kids and their family. The FBI knew in advance that all of this was going to happen. They let it happen." He leaned hard against Sam and said, "Well if you go to my home page and log on, you'll see why the FBI won't act to protect us." He gave them his home page address."They kept claiming that Mark was the Ghastly Ghost. Well they were wrong. I knew my wife, Serena, was home and I figured that, if Serena was home, so was our “little girl” Tammy. But the den was silent and empty and I strolled through the house to the master bedroom, where I hung up my suit coat and my tie. I found them in Tammy’s room. Two womanly lumps were under the covers of the bed and they both snored lightly. I smiled at the sight of my two ladies under the covers together and found myself getting more than a little aroused. To take my mind off the hardening.