I loved children and missed my nieces and nephews terribly, but I was much more ambivalent about having a child of our own. Many mornings taking my bi...th control pills Brian would ask me if I really wanted to do that. I would just smile and tell him that I was still enjoying ‘practicing’ making a baby with him, not ready to do so for real. Occasionally my thoughts drifted to Jackson during our lovemaking. I always berated myself when it happened because I really loved Brian and I was happy to. I had just bicycled from Kansas City to Toronto, Canada. I can still remember the smell of the fresh baked bread as I went through the Portuguese section; the stacks of fresh produce in the Chinese section and reading the newspaper headlines the next morning that Elvis Presley had just died.I remember trying to impress everyone at the cocktail reception at the convention we attended. I remember when I first realized we were the only two who were not with spouses. You seemed a little depressed. ..." Aawh, don't be scared," she cut in, running her hand down one of thepleats of the tartan skirt that she had forced me to wear. "I won't letanything happen to you."My hand still encased, and my face burning with the embarrassment of beingso feeble, we walked up to a empty reception desk and Sara rang the smallbell for attention. I looked around as we waited, noticing the multitude ofpictures on the wall of glamorous looking women in feminine outfits. Atfirst I though they were simply the. Her nipples became hard as they met the cold cube and streams of water found there individual paths between her cleavage as well as her many flexible curves and contours of her moving body.I felt her unborn child move as another cube pressed against its mother?s belly, and watched as the cold water drip into her black bushy pubic hair and onto the folds of her womanhood.That partially melted cube was directed by my own hand down between her legs and Leanne lurched as I pushed the frozen wet.