"Valentine Constance Bosco entered this world, out of her father's sight and presence, at precisely 5:39 p.m. on Valentine's Day. Both mother and daug...hter came through the procedure without complication, but some quirky blood pressure readings kept Julie in recovery longer than expected. It was a little past nine when they rolled her back to her room where Luke was waiting."You the father?" one of the starchy, white-clad authority figures snapped at him as she and an identical twin maneuvered. Thank you.” I gently placed the offered mug of tea on her desk under a folded piece of paper to avoid marking it. “You don’t have to do that,” she laughed, seeing what I had done. “You left a good deal of man stuff on this side and I have wet my blotter through, another stain ain’t going to matter.” “Force of habit,” I shrugged. “Nice cuppa though, thank you. Now on to Abby I suppose before we get on to other tour related matters.” “Sounds like a grand plan.” She sipped her coffee and watched. It's the only way we can protect you. We need to enroll you in the witness protection program at least until you testify." Simpson said."Bullshit, It isn't my testimony that is going to sink them." I said."Sweetie, I talked to the agent in charge of the case with the state attorney general. The whole thing is a house of cards and Barry is the foundation. You are the key to making him open up. Without you Barry might not testify the way they want." Simpson, I am not laying down for this," I. "Kristian shot a glance at her impossibly strong body, abs popping from her stomach, arms rippling with power. His own chest was rather doughy, nipples jutting from his pecs in a manner that almost suggested moobs."You could take her."His other self's words were somehow compelling. He turned back towards her, condom still in hand."Hey uh..." What?" she asked sleepily."Oh um..." He felt suddenly sheepish. "I was wondering if I could uh, pour my cum on your face? Or you could drink it?"She sat.