Soon the group was off for breakfast."Last night was crazy awesome," Cynthia remarked as they were eating. "What a turn-on that was; we were lying the...re, skin to skin, and this wave of passion just flowed over me—like suddenly I'm drowning in lust. And I was outside—in public, in a group of people, but the sex felt so, so right, like it was so perfect." I loved the feeling too," Roger agreed, "like knowing that you all could see me, see me having sex, and it felt so right. I felt that I was. “Cor, that Belinda,” said Gary, taking off his trousers and wincing theatrically as he squeezed his scrotum. “She may have a fanny like the road-end of a traffic cone, but she bangs like a Glasgow shit-house door in a hurricane.” “I’ve noticed,” said Kevin, grinning despite himself at Gary’s colourful idiom, which seemed to be based largely on an encyclopaedic knowledge of “Roger’s Profanisaurus”. “You should have a go at Emma,” Gary went on, pulling up his black-and-white cow legs. “I reckon. He looked defeated, but defiant.“Who ordered the attack on the Coast Guard and this Naval vessel?” I asked firmly.“If I tell you, I’m dead!” He spat.“And if you DON’T tell me, I’m going to break every bone in your body, one at a time, until you DO!” I stated matter-of-factly.“You are Americans ... I have rights! You won’t DO THAT!”I mentally snapped his right forefinger, eliciting a scream. I yelled at him, “YOU ARE A FILTHY PIRATE AND TERRORIST. YOU HAVE NO RIGHTS HERE.” Since he pissed me off. I gave her a second thick load and held her. I said I love you, Dr.Ms. Susan Graves, Attorney at Law. She said you are sooooo dramatic and giggled like a teenage girl.SusanWe just made love again. I have two loads of his thick sticky cream in my womb and love every drop of it. He danced around getting me pregnant and I said there was nothing I would like more. I though about how much my life and lifestyle has changed in the past week. Two weeks ago, getting pregnant was not even a tiny blip on.