I looked over at mybrother, my lover, I guessed he was now, laying nakedin the bed next to me. He looked so adorable! I wantedto feel him inside me ag...in, but first needed to takecare of other pressing biological business.While I used the bathroom I thought about everythingthat had gone on last night. I still had no regrets,except that I DID wish I hadn’t mentioned anythingabout having a baby. Despite what I’d said, I certainlydidn’t want to get pregnant, especially not by my. And then he would mumble something, wrapping an arm around my middle and pulling me close to him, pressing a kiss to my forehead with a “S’okay. Go back to sleep.” And there in the darkness, I’d repay him by settling into his arms, giving him that closeness that he craved. He’d smile, and my heart would sing. Sometimes he’d be at the hospital, and on those nights, the terror would spike into my bloodstream, making me scream in the darkness. I screamed without Wes. It was almost pathetic how. Blue Flower was lying down with her feet raised up. She said that if that did not get her pregnant she did not know what would. We all laughed. Ona said she had the next turn and wanted the back way. Sky said, "You will wear him out." Ona told her she had better stay and help if she wanted some, then. Sky smiled and said that she could not run her away now.After Blue Flower had lay down long enough, she put her clothes back on, and went upstairs to bed. I had been resting, so I felt better and. He loved how she needed coffee to get through her mornings and quickly got him hooked on it, too. He liked how she was confident of her own beauty and sex appeal, whether dolled up or not, and in fact, she seldom bothered with cosmetics. She was still sexy as hell in her sweatshirt and sweatpants or yoga pants, depending on her mood and the available clean clothes.Which reminded him ... what about laundry? When did she typically do that? Did it matter what day of the week to her, or was she.