He immediately notices the smell that is permeating out of me, I look at him and he smiles back to me again this time he asks me a question, what the ...time was, I tell him not late, around 6:30pm, he smiles at me again. Then he asks me what I was doing here, I reply cornily and tell him the same thing he was doing, he said he was there for a stroll and I told him I was doing the same. He laughed at this, he asked me if I was a local or out of towner, I told him I was from Ahmedabad and was in. It was the most tender thing I'd ever felt, and it made me feel loved. I played with her warm fuzzy ear with my lips, reaching around with my hands to pet her soft coat. I was smitten; could it be that I was in love with this sheep."You need a name," I said softly into her ear as I nibbled lightly on it. "How about Mary." I laughed softly at my joke, and it was just my imagination, but I thought she laughed too. She didn't seem to mind me calling her Mary, so I introduced myself. "Hello. The red glow from the digital clock on the nightstand told her it was 12:37am, which made it over two hours of fruitless effort. She finally dragged herself out of her king sized bed and walked over to the open window. She didn't bother switching the light on, as it was a moonlit night and there was just enough light for her to make her way around. This side of their house looked straight into a tall wooden fence, so she had no inhibitions about the fact that she was in the nude. She had. “No,” she wailed between sobs,”let me die.”“That’s fine for you,” I said, “but what about your baby? Are you willing to let it die too?” This brought more sobs, wailing, and crying from her.“My baby, my poor unborn baby.”I approached her and helped her to stand up, and then pulled the wet nightgown over her head. She had no bra or panties on. She was a sight to behold. Her breasts had filled out from pregnancy to double D size, and she had already started to lactate. Her belly was swollen out.