I expected my want for his body to disappear with my other feelings. But it hadn't. I wondered if the baby in my belly was his, or if it was someone e...lse's. All I knew was that I loved the baby already. I had almost from the moment I learned of its existence.On Wednesday of the next week, first everyone at school then the town found out who the father or possible fathers of Trish's baby were. Even everyone who watches the news reads a paper or the Internet or listens to anyone found out then. Everyone knew about the accident and they allhad assumed that they would be slightly different. Michaelina was stillgrowing so her appearance was expected to change anyway.Michaelina's lessons on makeup, hair, nails and fashion where making bigimpact on her appearance. She was becoming more confident with hertechnique everyday. She was a very pretty girl to begin with. Dr.Zaaijer's plastic surgery had seen to that, but the final touches of themakeup and wardrobe magnified that effect. . What a baby!We didn't bother with food. We went down to wash and brush our teeth and use the toilet. We hardly said anything. Elaine cuddled me in bed until I fell asleep again around ten. My internal clock said it was only seven in Seattle, but I was so emotionally exhausted that I adjusted back to Indiana time all at once.I woke at my usual four-thirty. All I could think of to whisper to Rhonda was "I love you." Elaine stirred in my arms. We were spooned together and my hard cock—traitor to. " I knelt down on the varnished wooden floor and undid his ankles. Immediately he was released, Nigel fell to his knees, head bowed. "Look at the two of you, kneeling together. The slut and the slave." She shook her head. "Boy, my shoes need cleaning." He didn't flinch. Nigel leaned forward, his arse in the air, as he set about licking Mary's shoes clean. He was pleased to do it, I swear. He wanted nothing more than to prove how much he loved and honoured his Mistress. He licked slowly and.