You push up my shirt and you back up enough to pull it off. I push myself back against you, craving your touch. To my surprise, you are shirtless too....The feel of your warm skin against mine stokes the fire within my stomach. You caress my sides, arms, stomach and breasts; each caress is firm and fiery, yet also gentle and loving. I feel you undo my jeans as I feel you kiss my shoulder. You kiss down my back as you lower my pants. I lift my feet, so you can remove them completely. I now stand. " Tomorrow? You're heading out?" Yes. Mon père agreed to tow a U-Haul so that I can take my bike. I can't believe I've got so much shit going with me to college. That doesn't even count what I left in Bloomington!" she said."You left stuff in Bloomington?" She got serious all of a sudden, just as I was swabbing my cock through her wet slit."That's okay, isn't it? Rose said it would be okay. You said it was our home, right? Please say it's okay." It's way more than okay, Nicki. I'm glad you left. Clear your mind of everything but my voice. The more you look at it, your eyelids will get heavy and you want to close them. Keep them open; looking at the stone, you only hear my voice. You are getting so sleepy as you look at the green stone, you are finally able to close your eyes; and as you do, your subconscious mind will stay wide awake, as you fall deeper and deeper into a deep, deep sleep. Your subconscious is wide-awake and will speak with me.Do you hear my voice Peter?"Peter answered,. Ten minutes later she was telling them that her monitors had picked up a change in Doris’ body chemistry. The exam confirmed she was pregnant. The damage to the area would not allow the baby to develop completely but they still had some incubators to put it or them in. ‘Them?’ ‘You may have twins.’ They rode back to town with a sleeping child on their laps. It felt very, very nice. Six months later they saw their son and daughter placed in incubators. Three weeks later they were home. Doris.