" As for being ok with Ash having Mike's baby? Well not so much. I know, I know... Ash was forever reminding me I was in the middle of a big double st...ndard. And she continued to remind me it would still be "her kid" and therefore actually "our kid" and that child would always remind us how wonderfully free and sexual we were, and how this birth would be the most avant-garde thing we could possibly do, and how her clock was ticking, and what strong love bonds we would create with them, and how. All I could do was cry.The man got up and kneeled on the bed next to her, his hand moving up her leg. I could see her shiver from his touch. He looked down at her and smiled and reached up and pulled the tape from her mouth. "We are going to want to hear you scream, little one," he said."Daddy!" She yelled the moment that the tape was free from her mouth."How sweet," he chuckled, and ran his hand along her face."Stop it!" I yelled.He laughed again.Through my tear-blurred eyes, I was forced to. The nearly thirty something year old brunette leaned forward to check out her screen; had there been any male students in the room they would have checked Miss Williams out. Her features were the make of a natural beauty, her curves just perfect. Many students tried to get a glimpse down Miss Long's blouses, some even knocked pencils and pens off their desk hoping she'd be nice enough to lean over to give them a view of her perfectly formed C-Cup breasts. Even when she wore her glasses (which. And I was acting that way. If it looks like a duck...Well, my nose was blown, my face was washed, my makeup was tastefully repaired and my hair was brushed. I was all ready to beg for forgiveness.I went downstairs. Alex and Rudolfo had set up all the tables and Mary and Sara were spreading and taping down tablecloths. The guys were bringing in metal barrels that were cut in half to be used as barbecues. Nobody had seen Jack.I went into the house and Mom was just covering a punchbowl of potato.