. Dear Master, So, I’m pregnant. Yep. It snuck up on me, in fact. I didn’t realize it for a good while, but evidently, I’m already four months a...ong. That puts my conception at December, doesn’t it? Close to Christmas, of course. Which means that either you or Barry could be the Daddy. Kayla is also pregnant, but hers is more recent. Six weeks. That, of course, guarantees that Barry is the father.Hopefully, the next babies are from the opposite sire as this round. Maybe we should plan it that. "He sighs, "I will, it's the least I can do for you. And I hope you'llunderstand." Steve, so far, I do, but tell me all."He pauses, smiling at that, and then continues, "Anyway, we kissed andsometimes even in the middle of a kiss you would fall into a deeper sleepand just sort relax. You never seemed to actually wake up, but youdrifted between lightly sleeping and responding and deeply sleeping. Sowhen you drifted off into a pretty deep sleep, and you seemed to reallyrelax in my arms, I. ”“I knew it wasn’t going to last” I admitted “but I didn’t expect it to be so soon.” I was gutted, selfishly, I had great regular sex with no strings, where else was I going to get that. My reverie was interrupted.“Look I’ve got something to sort out, come and see me in a couple of days and I’ll have something special for you.” I thought we had something special, anal, but apparently there was something else coming.2 day later and I went back round to Janet’s. There was indeed a surprise. He won't be needed those clothes this week."I wonder what she means by that. Is that crazy guy buying me a new wardrobe to go with a free vacation?She introduces herself as Nina and tells me that her job is to get me ready for a great week. I ask her what that means as we pull out of the airport but instead she pours a glass of campaign. I take the drink and down it fast, looking to calm my racing nerves. She just stares at me as I drink two more glasses. Finally, after about fifteen minutes.