" Oh. Habit. Sexually Transmitted Disease; what used to be called Venereal Disease. In view of what happened to you, a general check-up might be a goo...d idea as well."Despite what I'd said to him I was a little angry, but he was right and I knew it."Okay ... makes sense. Can you make an appointment for Friday? I won't be working." I'll try. Lexie ... do you think ... maybe ... you ought to contact your parents? I think they might be happy to know you're alright."That hit me in the gut. Mother?. “I don’t think I want to be killed” Dana protested, bridling, but Katya held up a hand to silence her.“It is a negation, of course” she said “but there is a powerful attraction - even if we don’t fully understand how it works. I had a colleague named Rosa - a dear friend…”. Her voice trailed away, and then she collected herself and continued. “There is…” she hesitated, setting down her glass and looking Dana in the eyes “there is an experimental technique. Jungian in origin, but the clinical. “Open up,” a voice said. I turned my head to the side, opened my mouth, and another cock slid into it. A big one, not as thick as the first, but longer, and it was all I could do not to gag. I felt the guy’s hand on the back of my head, shoving me onto his cock, and almost immediately I tasted precum. I was being fucked at both ends. Then I felt someone take my left hand and place it on another cock, the one that had been in my ass first. Three cocks. I was loving it. Again I felt a hand on. Liz, I've never seen you eat that much food."I smile and answer, "I guess you might be the only one that doesn't know - I'm eating for two."Mabel grins and says, "You're wrong about that, Gretchen told everyone the good news. But where's Bernie so I can congratulate him?"I frown at Mabel and complain, "Men! What is it about them that they think they own you?"Mabel's face displays shock while she continues, "Don't tell me, you two had a little lover's spat."I correct, "Spat hell! Bernie gave me.