As I focused on the face in front of me, I saw that it was the face of Heather’s mother, Grace MacArthur. What was she doing here? Her Mercedes was ...ot here, only the van. I stepped back in surprise but not before she had seen me clearly. ‘Jesse? Is that really you? My God, Jesse! Come in, come in! God, where have you been all this time? What happened? Jesse, come inside!’ I stood there, my own surprise temporarily freezing me in place. As Grace spoke, she reached out and grabbed my arm and was. It was quite an exciting pregnancy. My husband had to go away for work for about a week. Barry told Lisa he had to go away for work too. I had no idea until Lisa called and said wed have to check in on each other. This was the week of halloween. We had so much sex maybe too rough. Harry thought I was 7 1/2 months when in fact i was 8 1/2 months. While Barry and I are in the house he calls the ambulance cause I am having contractions.he calls Harry and leaves a message (hey call me asap i think. . that's it mommy... do you want to eat Megan's cunt too, mommy? Do you... do you want to fuck your little girl?"I felt as if I was wallowing in a bottomless pit... a black hole... and the further I sunk, the more pleasure I seemed to derive from the shame and humiliation. That's what she was doing, humiliating me. And her cruel voice was a reminder I was abusing her... and she liked it... and I liked it... and my daughter would be right about me. It only drove me deeper into the mire of. "You ready?" I nodded yes and off she went. I couldn't help but watch her body bounce in front of me. The sidewalk path led to the park, and I pulled up alongside her to clear my head of distraction. "Aw, I was hoping you would stay behind me for a while." She said with disappointment. "Why is that?" I asked."Because," she said with a grin, "I was hoping the view would drive you wild and you'll have no choice but to fuck my brains out."I was speechless. Dick the fairy made it pretty clear that.