It was five forty as I pulled out of my driveway, I figured I would give myself a bit of extra time just in case I ran into traffic on the way there. ...s I drove, I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel. Ten minutes later , I pulled into the Finnegan’s parking lot. So much for the two tons of traffic, you prepared for I said to myself. Now you are here ten minutes earlier and your lucky is that he is going to be late . Might as well go inside and wait instead of sitting in the car and looking. Even so, Kelly could not help but feel that she had missed so much. Todaywas a both a measure of how far she had come and how much she had lost.She tried to hide the sudden well of her emotions by turning away fromher friends and checking her makeup in her compact.The roar of the crowd as the kickoff spun into the air pulled Kelly'sattention back to the field. The home crowd's anticipation faded intoanguish as the University of California's kick returner ran through theentire Arizona squad to. . to rub here ... to stroke there ... to hear what was undeniably sounds of joy issue from her lips.What I’m saying is that it snuck up on me, somehow, and it didn’t feel wrong at all! It just felt like love.Her first orgasm, as my fingers frantically massaged flesh I had only caught glimpses of before, was probably as good for me as it was for her. It seemed like the sensations coming from my lips, still sucking her nipples, were given voice in her throat. Knowing that I was responsible for. . no, I don’t believe in killing babies, having it ... Robbie won’t stay with me let alone raise another man’s baby. Joey as a father? Not seeing it. Single mom raising an infant at 45 years old ... I dunno. Adoption ... maybe. But the result will be the same ... divorced with my girls not giving me the time of day for hurting their father like this. Face it, Deanna Formerly Ingram ... you fucked up and you’re royally fucked. Do I tell Joey right away? Nancy? God she will kill me if I don’t do.