And that means I deserve a thmack." Where?" I deserve a thmack bottom?" Yes you do. Now, go and get your dummy--because you don't want tocry do you? B...g girls don't cry." Alex nodded and climbed off of BigTed's appendage, and then off of the bed--casually flipping Big Ted overin the process--to hide his embarrassment. He got the dummy out of thebottom drawer, and then returned to Uncle Dan who was now sitting onthe edge of the bed, with his trousers and shorts around his ankles. Hisswollen. They all said the same thing. This cant be happening, she thought. Not now. Not ever. She stood, knees wobbling. She looked in the mirror and saw herself pale and wan. She splashed water on her face, gripping the edge of the sink. What was she going to do? The baby couldnt be Michaels, the morning sickness had started before the last time they slept together. It had to be Davids. Abbie, she thought, where are you now? I need you. She looked her reflection in the eye. There were only two. She was wearing a spaghetti string blouse without a bra, loose fitting shorts, which were not doing justice to her nice tight ass, and a pair of flip flops. I couldn’t help but look down her blouse every time she bent over. Her pretty 34B’s were saggy but still delicious looking. Her nipples were fully erect, due to the fabric of the blouse constantly rubbing her tender flesh. I kept fantasizing about sucking on her taut nipples. My cock began rise in my shorts. I grabbed the wheel barrow and. In fact, most recently, one man bitched at me because his estranged husband, yes, they were a gay couple, had shut off his electricity to avoid paying the bill. Now, that was pretty low, and I had to read the offending party the Riot Act, even though the victim had been cheating on him with his ex,” I laughed in spite of myself.“I can only imagine,” Larissa snickered at hearing about that case, “He must have been extremely steamed at his husband to do that to him!”“Trust me, though, straight.