She took Markell’s beer and chugged it down, then turned to us, glassy-eyed, and pulled a fat joint from behind her ear. “Anybody got a light?” ...arkell dug one out of a pocket and lit her up, and she passed it around. “You can score some really good coke on some of the boats and there’s some wicked good E around for clubbing later.” She finished off the joint and went wandering away.Markell looked at us curiously, to see if we were interested. “Hey, man, you know I’m not into that shit,”. And I want to see my fiancé. Now!'' I told him with anger. ''No, not right now Jessica. I will take you home and once the coroner has cleaned him up I will personally escort you to see him for a formal I.D. Okay?'' he told me firmly. I nodded as he helped me to my feet and into his car. ''Billy and I had planned to get married two months ago, but little bump made us postpone the ceremony until he was born.'' I told Devlin on the drive home, as I rubbed my belly. ''How did it happen, PC. I was a good looking 27 year old back then, and after I’d scored the first time or two I had the confidence it took to charm most women into the sack once I set my mind to the task. I had shaved, applied an aftershave lotion most women seemed to like, and dressed. I was about to head to the car when the phone rang. I answered, “Hello?” A woman’s voiced asked, “Is this Dickie?” I replied in the affirmative, then she asked, “I’m Darlene’s cousin, Paula, remember me?” “Of course I remember you,”. After writing the account ofour fun together my poor cock was bursting. Luckily I knew...or hoped mytorture would be coming to an end at the weekend because we were goingto Margaret and Roberts for dinner. I was a little bit worried aboutJenny asking for sex but she had a low sex drive and so far she had notasked. Usually I also got advanced warning because she would make somesalacious remark about a man on the TV, by that I knew she was in themood...so far no comments. The weekend came but not.