Her arms dropped and started back to help her regain her balance. He wrapped his right arm tightly around her, pinning her arms to her side.Jenny was ...unning herself, thinking about how nice it would be to have the right guy here at the moment. Her breasts throbbed, her pussy was swollen, aching and wet. She shook herself out of her reverie knowing Rick would be getting dressed. She started to bend over to pick up her clothes bag. Suddenly a hand clamped tightly over her mouth, she was jerked. If she would have me, I'd marry her. If she wouldn't wed me, neither Kelly, nor our child would ever have a want or need. That much I could make sure of with the settlement moneys. I would be involved, either directly or from a distance, but it would be up to Kelly.The thought of having another child warmed my heart. I caught myself almost hoping she WAS pregnant, but then thought, no, that might not be what was best for Kelly.I looked closely at that thought. Yep, I loved her. Now, was I IN. The "apple legend" which is often repeated as part of the story of his development of his theory of gravitation is clearly a myth promulgated by later hagiographers. However, his notes refer obliquely to the effects of gravitation on the chest belonging to a certain Mrs. Mortimer, who apparently went to market every Tuesday. While his efforts focused on defining the equations describing the gravitational effects on said tits (to use the technical vernacular in vogue during that period),. I tanned the hides as best I could, enough to keep them from stinking when wetted, with the view of making shoes and clothing later, perhaps more water containers if I might.I did see what they were busy with, large fish teemed these waters, so I contrived a twine and nail line myself, rather than the netted poles they seemed to favor, and caught numbers of the weighty red fleshed sea-bounty. I saw that the native camps were drying the splayed open fish in the sun, so I emulated their local.