That would have been a sound idea except for the fact that Air Force AND Naval fighters showed up and turned them into shark bait so fast that all I r...eally saw was a red mist followed by several massive explosions, as our guys ended their attack and their lives with a devastating finality.My protectors had me aboard Marine One before I could catch my breath and ask about Jennifer. The noise was deafening as we were escorted by fighters, helicopter gunships and overflying us was a couple bombers. I filled them in on all the details I could. Some of it, I was just playing by ear. Mom and Anna asked some penetrating questions. Dad sat and nodded. When I finished explaining he looked from Mom to Anna and back. They all nodded. Someday I need to learn that trick with my cónyuge. How do they know what the question was, let alone the answer? "We need to call the tribe," Dad said."That will take forever," I objected."We have a calling tree. Each of us calls three people. Those nine call two.. When the studio sent around their gofer, trying to get me to abort, I reminded them that we'd be done shooting long before I would show. What I didn't realize was that the director was (happily?) married and wanted to avoid both a scandal and perhaps blackmail.Despite the crimp in my lifestyle, my maternal instinct took over and I had little J.B., nine months later, giving him to my parents to raise. They had supported me and my pro-life choice and they didn't mind another child, since I had. Both women oozed sexuality, though each in their own different way. Demie was raw and rough, but Anya was soft and sweet.I turned to Anya and we kissed, almost immediately proceeding to deep tonguing. Yes, I had really missed kissing. I held her face as we made out.Demie undid my fly and fished out my hard cock. She began to whack me off and I moved my hands to Anya's chest, massaging her smaller breasts through her ephemeral blouse. Her clothes disappeared and then I was fondling flesh.I moved.