I looked around for my dress, but could not see it."Where is my dress, Dave?" I asked."I left it right there," he told me, "It should still be...Those...bloody girls." I can't go home like this, can I?" I asked, "or even back to the car." Wait here," he called, seemingly forgetting he had not unlocked my handcuffs yet.He raced off, God knows where. He had not been gone too long, when a young couple came along, the girl in a short skirt and sun top."Well, this is a nice surprise," the girl said.I. " Christy said in a voice that he knew all too well."I'm sorry." Frank said as she turned on the living room lights and it was good to be home. Well, to Christy and Jim's home, but it still felt so good. "You never know just how much you miss something, until you see it again," he said and looked into her loving eyes."I know what you mean, baby. I feel the same way." Christy whispered as she chewed on her lower lip, hoping he wouldn't try anything."Do I get the same room or did you change. She blinked at the sight, her eyes going wide, her lower lip gripped between her teeth as she shivered.I trailed my eyes downwards again to where my dark fingers were against Donna's pale firm thigh, that red plaid skirt now raised enough to give me a glimpse of her panties and the wet patch over her pussy slit.I licked my lips, my nostrils flared with lust, without looking up I spoke in a low authoritative voice, "Lift your skirt Donna, give me a proper look at your pretty pink panties."The. I guess it will all depend on how quickly she heals from this birth. So, on Monday morning, she went for her weekly checkup and the nurse told her she was 3 cm dilated. Nicole was admitted to the hospital, given a private room, and I took the kids to the babysitter. Frank sat beside her holding her hand through the labor pains and wiping her forehead as the beads of sweat came through her pores. He is a very caring and loving father, and I know he will care about this one as much as he does.