"Uh, I don't think so. Hannah is due home soon and besides, that was my only condom." I didn't think Teresa had seen the other condom. I had let it dr...op to the floor and then kicked it under the bed when I got back in with her."I've heard that a girl can't get pregnant if the guy's already come." Yeah, I've heard that too," I said. "But it's best not to take any chances. Your mother's already had one shock. Another shock might kill her."Teresa gave me a hug and a kiss. "That's for caring about. Hard and passionate. Those lips, so soft and delicious and sexy. They open, and I find your tongue.Your hands find the top of my shorts and tug. I lift my ass up and, in a flash, my shorts are gone. You are on your knees. Your face with those precious lips and that tongue have found my nipples. I moan, it’s so much better now that you are touching me. You use your tongue and taste a line down to between my legs. Gentle kisses at first. Your hands are on my breasts, squeezing them seductively. I. He decided to see what else he could do. Going into the bathroom he looked at his hair. It was chestnut brown, like his mom’s hair, medium length and a bit messy-bed hair. He closed his eyes for a moment and concentrated. When he opened them his hair was smoothed out, like he had just combed it. He closed his eyes again, and upon opening them he was a blond. Again, and he was completely bald, like Michael Jordan. One last time, and his hair was back to normal. Looking down at his torso he saw. She had given me a gift certificate to be used online, saying that I ‘would never have to walk into another mall again.’ What I remember most of that first Christmas of ours was how it snowed. It was then that I learned of her love for the season. Christmas afternoon, we strolled down the shoveled paths in the park, empty of all people. It was still snowing lightly and we were wrapped up tightly in layer of sweaters, gloves, and hats. I remember her holding on to my arm as we walked with a firm.