But it mightstill. And yeah, you were right about those appointments and stuff. They're witha shrink, and that's who the school wants stuff from, plus... an old one athome. That's because of about the stuff that happened last fall, and somestupid things I did too. But I'm not crazy, Marsha. Really. OK?OK -- so you want to hear about the rec classes, OK. We got the littlebowls all shaped and could scratch designs in them if we wanted, and nowthey will be fired - that's like cooked to get hard, you. “Diane, I really think you should do this to your daughter.” But Diane rejects my refusal to suck her breasts. “You are now part of my family, David. My daughter wouldn't mind.” I was still hesitant but I couldn't resist the sight of Diane’s tits: they are huge, cream-colored and firm-looking with dark nipples. I quickly put my eager lips to Diane’s nipple and suckled it with delight. “That’s it, baby, suck your new mother in-law’s tits!” groaned Diane quietly to herself. Sweat was pouring. “Wh… Why?” She asked.“I want to show you the details,” I said.She got up and automatically headed for the apartment door, but I stopped her. Instead, I led her left of the door. She was baffled: “What are you doing?”“Just trust me,” I said. “Now turn towards the wall here and stand straight.”“Huh?” she asked again.“Please, just do it,” I said to her. “You won’t regret it.”“Oookay,” she stretched the word, clearly not getting my point. But she did as I said. Once she set herself up, I leaned. Contraception?”That was the extent of her roundabout speech: four words. To the sharpest point and shorter than expected. I hadn’t answered her question yet, so I wasn’t free to go. But what to say? The truth is probably best, I figured.“We’re being careful.”“If you need money or a ride to the drugstore, just say the word. No questions asked, no explanation necessary.”“Okay. Thanks.”“I’ll leave it at that, unless you have anything to say or ask?”“Not really. Except ... Maybe you should be.