.. what's that?" What's what?" There's an envelope or something that's stuck to the bottom of the drawer there," he pointed. I held it up looking. It ...asn't just stuck, it was very carefully taped and sealed to the bottom of the desk drawer."Must be something important for dad to have put it here," I guessed, though there was no outward indication of what it was. Just a plain brown manila envelope, though it was fairly thick as I began prying the tape off, peeling it away from the drawer, now. All standard disclaimers are in effect.Chapter-1 The Beginning.I Started Reminiscing about my life as I lay in the Delivery Room about to give birth to our first child, we have been told it is a girl. I'm going to be a Mother. Breast-feeding is one of things I look forward to; my panties get wet just thinking about it. Cindy my wife is holding my hand. She is pregnant also, but has another two weeks to go before she gives birth to her first baby, our second daughter. I am the Father of both. Gracie finally pulled away with a long line of cum filled saliva spread from both their sloppy mouths. Gracie looked down at Jenny's mud, spit and cum covered sexy body and giggled. "You stay right there slut!", and jogged over to the hot tub. Jenny sat up and could see Gracie rummaging through a drawer at the edge of the tub. She pulled out something yet immediately hid it behind her back so Jenny could not see. Finally Gracie stood over Jenny and pulled out what she had been hiding. Jenny. “If all goes well,” Jennifer said, “we’ll have the approvals the day after tomorrow, in the morning, while the ship is docked in St. Maarten. In the afternoon, we’ll make arrangements for you and Riley to have your ‘private time.’”Riley and I both blushed, and Jennifer continued. “It’s somewhat convenient that we’re docked in St. Maarten on Thursday. The age of consent in the Netherlands Antilles is 15.”“Do you think we’ll have any legal problems?” I asked.Jim shook his head. “No. As Jennifer.