H your mum?”Becky was quite taken aback by the question but was focusing more now and replied, “No.”The next question appeared on the floor. “...ould you like to go out with Mrs. H?”Becky knew what she wanted to say but wondered if it was the answer the witch wanted. She knew she had to say something and so decided on the truth. “Yes.”The crackling voice said, “Correct.”Linda was getting more and more nervous and was now unconsciously rubbing her hand in circles on Becky’s bottom, not realising. "Not in...?" she wonders, as a distracted look flits across that familiarface. "... in this house? Honey? Don't you recognize me? Does the bellyconfuse you?"Well, yeah. Yeah, it does. It really does. How can someone go to bed maleand wake up pregnant? "This is crazy. Where's my husband ...?"She frowns. "I'm your husband. Really ..." She stares down at herself."No, I guess I'm not anymore." She makes a ball with her fist, presses itagainst her uterus."That's right. I can tell looking at you that. As the scene heated up, Jeff put his arm around me and laid back. I could clearly see a huge bulge in his pants and slid my leg over him tentatively. Jeff looked me in the eyes and whispered to me, "You look so hot Veronica." He leaned over and kissed me on the neck, his tongue sliding up to my ear, making me tremble as he explored my legs with his hands. I was shaking with adrenaline as we French kissed on the couch, his hands rubbing across my stockings and up my legs. "I want you, baby," He. Can you try again? Kyles, you can do that a half octave higher, can't you? Come on, guys, let's give them some music!"Thirty minutes later they sat around listening to the playback. Even Kylie was impressed at how well she and Leslie harmonized. Leslie just felt lightheaded. She was a small town girl, a rookie deputy, and now she had cut a recording with a professional singer!"Damn!" Kylie swore, and everybody looked at her. "Oh, I was just thinking of stealing Leslie for one of my recording.