His hands were wandering too, groping at me through my clothes. What did he think he was doing? Was he drunk already? Paul was never shy of showing af...ection to me publicly, but this was different, altogether different. The bulge in his jeans, now pushing into my leg, was testament to that fact! I searched his face and then whispered into his ear "Not in front of Mike, baby" and to my surprise, Paul grinned like a cheshire cat and loudly stated "Hey, Mike doesn't mind - I'm sure it's nothing he. After an exaggerated silence, he began to tell me what I knew he would share from the beginning.“All right, you’ve twisted my arm,” he smiled, and settled in to storytelling mode. “Well, as you know, our experience with you and Erika was definitely a liberating one for us. After much discussion these past few months, I finally convinced your mother that we should continue our explorations by heading down to the Padre Islands to a little nudist beach I found online. I really thought she would. " Oh ... what's up?" It's Jean. She's left school and gone home." Oh ... I'm sorry to hear that. Did she flunk out?" No ... worse. She got pregnant." Oh no, not Jean. God, I thought she was smarter than that." So did she. She was on the pill, but I guess it's one of those cases where they aren't foolproof." Who's the father?" She doesn't know. That the worst part. It could be one of three or four guys she thinks." Oh, God! I feel badly for her. I had no idea she had been so careless. Did you. I tried my best to control them and meanwhile had to also run around for the hospital formalities. I somehow managed to give them support and handle the things. The family was having a real bad time and none of their relatives turned up to help. I was sympathetic to them and stood by them and helped them in whatever ways possible by me. It was a real trauma and they took some time to get out of it.After this, I visit there house occasionally to enquire about them and if they had any needs.