Kara said, "can I be honest a moment?"I said, "I always want you girls to be open, honest and truthful with me. Otherwise I don't want you here."Kara ...aid, "actually we have been talking and we want all of our babies by you and not by the boys. We wish we could all marry you and not marry them."I said, "lordy I appreciate what you are saying but I can't keep my boys from marrying you. But you will be here and we can fuck any time you want so I don't think the marrying part will matter."Ok the. .. are they pretty?" Yeah." Are they the same kind of pretty?"She was quietly thoughtful. "No. Different." But still pretty, right?" Yeah." It's the same with just about everything. Not everyone likes the same things, and not everyone thinks the same things are pretty. Depends on the person. Do you think your mommy is pretty?" Not as pretty as Aunt Izzy or Peggy."I'd had similar discussions with young girls at the clinic, and had a fairly good idea where this was coming from and where it was. She wanted Michael to witness how she would suck and use Jamal's very large cock. She wanted to punish Michael. She also wanted to experience sex with another man, Jamal. This was an adventure in wanton lust for her. Slowly she spun letting Jamal see her body up close. She slid the lingerie down her body. She revealed herself in slow motion. Her eyes watched his as they followed her body. She saw sweat appear on his brow again. She saw him shiver as his anticipation grew. She wanted him to. YAWN maybe that would help... YAWN Couldn't hurt, I hope... There should have been a second wave. Reports on the few remaining radio-stations assured the public that several governments were coordinating for a nuclear counter-strike against the Invaders. They said they had new tactics this time, they tried to bolster our flagging hopes.But I was running through the empty streets, past the abandoned cars, struggling to escape the fate that had befallen so many others. There had been no second.