We never came out of her bedroom until sometime around noon the following day.Savannah greeted us with, “So you guys finally got up. I feel so good,... my period started, and I’m not in any pain.”Mom smiled at her and said, “I’m so glad that it worked for you. Next month you may not have to give your brother sex. He seems very happy with me at the moment. By the way we or rather he has been up three times already this morning.”Savannah said, “You don’t get this way to much information thing, do. Then he saw that the hose was cracked right through. A little huffing and pushing his 580 pound (and that was unloaded) beast later, he was next to the other pump and having his tank filled by an ancient-looking geezer. ‘Nice day,’ Craig offered. ‘Didja hit a bear?’ the old codger asked, waving his hand as if to disperse the cloud. ‘Not exactly,’ Craig replied, almost dying to get to at least some velocity faster than the Speed of Smell. He wanted to skip it, but he remembered that he also. We went shopping during the afternoon and into the evening, again having a fairly light dinner. We picked out lots of clothes for me including panties, bras, skirts, women's jeans, tops, shoes. We spent over $1000!We made it home around 8pm. Lisa explained, "I invited Alicia over this evening. We're all going out dancing, then coming back here. You should know that it will take some time to grow out your hair, take your pills, stay on your diet, and some other things until I think you're ready. Put it in me...fertilise me...make me pregnant...I want a baby...I want...oh God...I need...I want...oooaw....oooaw...darling...yes...yes...aaaaow..."I was lost in her, pumping my seed in deep as if responding to her cry to be fertilised. I'm not sure to this day whether I really understood that cry - that it was seriously meant. Certainly it was different from the usual cries of the girls I had copulated with – "Don't make me pregnant will you" – but with mother I had been given the freedom to.