"We go on," I said.Lenore giggled. "Perhaps I need to stop taking my pills. I'm sure Angelique wouldn't mind a brother or sister. And we can afford it...for the next year or so until we leave Earth." I want to be the one Mark gets pregnant first," Ashley whined."Later. Tonight, I just want to relax and sleep. Tomorrow we get to go to the Super Bowl. And Monday we have to return to school," I commanded.We fell into bed. Ashley and Lenore hugged me closely, but did not demand sex. I woke up the. .. ? What the Hell ... why not?DINGJohn saved me the trouble, “Bobby called.”“Shit!” I said.“Karen Rachael Post!” John said. “Such language!”I hung my head.“He hasn’t called me. I called ... I know they’re coming home without the band equipment. I decided I’d better buy Bobby the things he’s always wanted but couldn’t afford.”“I set it all aside.” Johnny said.So ... I bought Bobby all the equipment he’d lusted after. Gibson Les Paul, Fender Super Twin, an older ... before CBS ... Stratocaster.. With each step she could pick up the scent of different men as she passed every so close, but not touching any of them.The door of the restroom slowly closed behind her, she glanced in the mirror, "Perfect." That was all she could say, everything was just perfect, her lips were just the right color, her eyes had just enough makeup applied to focus on her dark eyes, every hair was in place, and she was just that, perfect.While standing there she couldn't help but drop her hand to the hem of her. “You’re deeper than before. It feels like you’re hitting a button connected to my orgasm maker.”“You mean this?” he asked, nudging the tip of his penis against that rubbery thing inside her.“Oh, fuck yes,” she groaned. “It hurts a little, but it’s the best hurt I ever felt.”He leaned down to suck nipples again, and just pushed, now and then. It was still stimulating, but not so much as before. He thought he could last a while this way.He felt her vagina clamp down hard, all along his length,.