" Oh, a paternity test would tell." But she'd have to consent to that," Peter said."Not at her age, I don't think," I said. "Mom and Dad could probabl... make her have one. I mean, I probably wouldn't be their first suspect if Kizuna turns up pregnant but they'll get around to me eventually."We split up and went to our separate classes. As much as I loved my friends, I couldn't talk to them about what was going on anymore.Kizuna and I didn't have sex again during the next two weeks. I knew she. I can’t recall seeing him again that night, and he wasn’t with me in the hotel room the next morning. I remember getting into an elevator, supposedly to go to the roof-top bar to enjoy the view, but the only view to be enjoyed from that point forward would be of my naked body, tied to a bed.My dress offered minimal coverage, cut high on the thigh, with a plunging neckline and back. There was no way to conceal a bra, so I didn’t wear one, and panty-lines are always unflattering, interrupting my. I could never resist asking a question."So it's sort of like fighting with a Weedeater, huh?"Like the light whip joke, that one went over like a lead balloon. Ken was too "old." Weedeaters hadn't been around in the 1960s. The others were too "young." These future people probably didn't even have weeds."Your sponsors will know where to bring you for the training," Karsk said. "Good day, gentlemen."We had been dismissed. In the outer lobby, Ken and I wished each other well."Tell me something,. Then the monster musical tidal wave began, quietly with a touch of mystery. As the wave grew in intensity she wrapped her arms around one of his. Tears began to flow. She tried to hide from the music. She was sobbing. When it ended she was drained. She could not stand and join in the ovation. She looked up at him and saw tears in his eyes. She stood with him and looked around. She had not been the only casualty of the tidal wave. She joined the ovation for the orchestra. Several people around.