Sophie, greatly suspecting what was wrong with Jess, had discussed it with Warren."It was positive," Sophie told Warren as he walked in."Oh, God, what...am I going to do?" Jessie sobbed. "I'm on birth control! This wasn't supposed to happen! Shit. I have to tell Ryan."Sophie and Warren looked at each other. "Jess," Sophie said softly, "Warren and I have talked about this. I suspected you were pregnant. So we've talked about it." Jessie," Warren said gently, "it might not be Ryan's. It might be. Paula wasted no time laying down the law when it came to Jill's availability for fucking and what was required of me before I gained access to any portion of Paula's anatomy. Now I had two mistresses to go down on and they kept me so busy it was impossible to get any pussy, let alone ass to fuck. My tongue and lips were soon swollen to the point that people at work started to give me those looks that hinted I had some kind of disease. What drove me nuts was that as soon as my dear wife got home. Regardless of the mess her thick black hair was in, she looked horny and sexy and I gulped seeing her huge tits sway under a loose tee shirt she used for a nightie. I could see her nipples sticking out through the cotton. I sat on the end of ‘my’ bed and took off my trainers.“It’s OK, we can make it work. Has Uncle Den come with you?” I asked as if I was not aware of her predicament.“No - the bastard,” she snarled. Her eyes swelled with tears. She started crying. I felt sorry for her and. I don't want to be bumping into Anita every time I turn around. If it turns out that I am, I'll come to you and tell you it isn't working out for me, and that she has to leave. Agreed?" Si, Jefe, just like you say. You not know she here, you see. She work here by self. She sleep, she eat, but only in trailer. Quiet, like mouse. We tell this Anita. She good this time, not like Anita before. You see, Jefe. Good this time."I felt suddenly tired walking back to my house after this conversation with.