On arrival at her gracious home, having scanned her friend’s exhausted appearance with a sharp glance, Betty whisked Lucy up to her splendid first-f...loor drawing room to admire the furnishings and the view over the central communal garden.Lucy was too weary to notice that this was a delaying ploy for the maid to unpack her clothing. As soon as Betty got the nod, she led Lucy upstairs to the beautifully appointed guest room with her nightgown laid out on the inviting bed and strict instructions. She hated being sick. She breathed in deeply and waited, hoping the nausea would soon pass. In five minutes it did, and Leanna sighed in relief. She groaned and sat back on the hospital bed…she had weeks of morning sickness ahead of her, the thought was enough to make her sick. She turned at the sound of the door opening. She grimaced, seeing Khadeem enter the room. She watched as he sat down in the chair next to her bed. ‘How are you feeling sweet?’ Leanna didn’t answer, she looked away from. It took a long time but gave me the chance to think.I should not have tried to help knowing Rachel would have to change, but Roger Smith had learned at the end from observing me with his sons. It lifted some of the weight when his illness ran him down.Rachel tried to contact me the next day. My mother wanted me to get on the phone, but I stood my ground so she had a long conversation with Rachel instead. For the first time, I wondered how the friendship between the twins and I sat with Roger's. It was really the first time I noticed that she, like Tina, shaved her pussy and she had a tat too, right above her clit that was a devil. I told her nice art work. She blushed a bit but said it was done on a drunken dare. She went and made us some coffee and got some asprin too, for her headache. I asked if Tina was still sleeping and she said yes, and that she would take her home later. She brought me a cup of coffee and joined me on the couch. She thanked me for respecting her boundaries.