Having kids means I’ll be the one pregnant and eventually giving birth. I’ve been assured that my body is capable of such. Skylar placing his hand... on my stomach snaps me out of the daze.“Do you like that idea?” he asks again. “Having a couple of kids?”“I’ve thought about having kids, but it isn’t something I’ve given much thought as, well, the way I am now,” I explain.“I understand,” he says. “I wouldn’t be sure if I was in your position either,” he adds, rubbing my stomach, then giving me a. "Are you going to continue what you have started with her, and for how long, and to what end?" Mom, I have thought through everything, including having a marriage ceremony in the backyard, when we're old enough. That's a secret I'm keeping from Chrissy, keep it to yourself please?" Sure thing, honey—glad you've thought it through, how's the report you're writing, almost finished?" I'll have it for you to read tonight after dinner, I think Chrissy is about done too, love you Mom, close the door. Of course I minded. I wanted him for myself that evening, especially since he would be leaving for Texas in a week or so and wanted me to ship his stuff to him from home. He wasn’t even coming back to pick it up himself. I wanted him to take me back to my hotel and fuck my brains out but that didn’t seem like it would materialize either. But what he asked next helped lift my spirits.“Do ya wanna come with me?” placing his hand on my thigh and giving it a rub.I don’t know if it was a. He could have sworn he heard the wailing lament of a mermaid, or was it just his fear inspired imagination? He looked to his left, something moved in the water! No, he was mistaken, it was just a wave, again his imagination had fooled him. Another hour passed, still no sign of the coast guard, He felt wretched, if he did not freeze to death, he would probably drown, he was not the strongest of swimmers and the boat on closer inspection did not look the sturdiest of vessels. He let his hand.