"Can I get back to you?" "No problem," I smiled. Jill surprised me with a kiss on the cheek. She smelled nice. I shook my head and pulled back. "Now d... you think we can try and shift around. My foot really is numb!" We can try," she sighed and shifting under the blanket. Jill cursed once as she bumped her head into the trunk. I felt bad, but she was the smaller of us and could move around better. She settled next to me and asked, "How's that? Any better?" We were spooning. I had to spit her. After those statements I was wide-awake. Claire's pregnancy we had expected, but Elizabeth's was not. As for Louise, I spoke to her and found she had missed her last period but didn't know if she was pregnant, as she had been going through so much that her periods where irregular. I told her not to worry about it for another month. She was still upset, afraid that I would toss her out for not telling me about her fears before we wed."Any child born of my wives is mine. Nobody better say. Because of my age and size (I'm not imposing) I'm not perceived as a potential threat and no one's refused to open the door. If I don't catch her scent, she's not ovulating. I just announce that I'm selling magazine subscriptions with obscure titles. She'd say, "No, thanks" and I'd be on my way.Most of the time I was lucky. The target would open her door. I'd catch her scent and begin producing my own scent. When her eyes glazed over I knew I was in. Because of lots of practice with Karen and. Quite disappointed I could not go back to bed with Sam, and wondering at the mystery of the lingerie since Sam had been naked the night before, I moped. I flopped down on the lounge idly watching cartoons. Sam sat beside me with a book. Mom and Dad had gone shopping so we were temporarily alone. Having Cyndi there was really starting to bug me but I said nothing and watched the TV.Cyndi bounced into the room and squeezed herself onto the lounge between Sam and me. She looked at both of us in.