“I'm not too heavy now considering you are carrying both me and the baby?” I asked. Then he chuckled a little. “Even with the baby you are light.... But right now, you still can't tell you are pregnant. So, I think I'll be OK picking you up for a little while yet,” Steve said. “And I'm gonna say sorry in advance, when I'm really along and just not up to having sex,” I replied. “Well all the more reason to have sex now,” Steve said. “I will still be able to give you blow jobs. You love my blow jobs. I gripped her hips and began slamming my cock deep into her ass, each stroke faster and harder, faster and harder. Harder and harder I plowed into Alysha’s asshole. Hard enough that I forced her head so deep into the pillow with each thrust that the headboard began to bounce against the wall.I could feel my balls slapping against her pussy, getting wetter from her pussy sap each time. Her pussy lips were grasping at my balls, trying so hard to envelope them. I could feel the head of my cock. Piece–a-cake, girl.”It’s already dark outside when we leave the bar. I say goodnight to Mike. I watch him slowly walk down the darkened footpath. The Keystone Building and its underground car park are around the corner. I turn around and head off towards my dingy rental. Tomorrow’s meeting, and Angela Laurens, occupy my mind.The next morning 8am, boardroom. Gary Gray, Mike Bennett, a few sub-editors and me. Coffee, biscuits, papers, laptops. Most of the meeting is about others. Other. Then there was Lily. My Lily. What I saw there, was something that burned into my brain, forever. I would probably have run past the cops and killed the bastards if the private investigator had not stopped me.It seems that we had hit a wasp's nest. The feds soon took control of the situation and the house was soon swarming men with suits and some women, too. I found myself sitting in the living room together with my private investigator and the two cops with a clear statement to stay there and.