I let myself in with the spare key and there were no lights on and I could not hear anything. I guessed she was gone somewhere. I was scrolling throug... my contacts on my phone to find her cell number when I heard what sounded like a cat from the back of the house. This is weird I thought. I didn’t know they had gotten a cat. It sounded strange too. What kind of cat makes a sound like that? As I made my way down the hallway, the sounds grew louder and I realized that this was not a cat; it. It simply wasn’t in the cards. The universe moved not just the world around me, but me around the people in my world. That got me wondering if I caused Angela’s death by wanting to be with only her and threatening some plan that the universe had for the future.As for the thought that this was all a set-up, the news that I like girls wasn’t going to hurt me, or Sam because that was going to be my reply if pressed by moronic reporters. My canned reply was going to clear and concise. “Yes. We are. He came back up and kissed her again with passion. She loved the feeling of their naked bodies touching, she loved the way his weight felt on top of her, every second she was becoming more and more wet. The urging for sex to happen was unbearable. He got off her, stood in front of her holding his cock, no doubt wanting her to suck it. She sat on the bed and grabbed the bottom of his shaft and started to slowly rub up and down. She smiled and held her hair as she slowly and gently placed her. We should get some nice feed out of that if everything goes well."I nodded at that as I finished up my breakfast and then wiped off my face on my napkin. Then I asked my mother for a few more details while I finished my coffee. Naturally, Sally was willing to go on. She was incredibly happy."Well," my mother continued, "they sent us four Quarter horses and two Clydesdales. They're all females and they're all pregnant. All you have to do is to touch one of them and you know everything about.