” She had a faraway look in her eyes. “I don’t want to lose my Fonti, but I can’t keep them either.”I didn’t know what to say about that. ...First, I didn’t know enough about what she was implying and second, I still didn’t believe what she was talking about. She was right. How could I worry about something that I didn’t believe in? I tried to consider what she meant, what everything she’d told me meant, but I was too far removed by skepticism. I looked down at her hand, covered by my own. The. She decided it wasn't worth calling the base for military backup. She would handle them herself, whoever it was.She pulled into a shopping center and parked at a fast food restaurant. The other car parked at the family restaurant next door. Claire opened her glove box and grabbed her flashlight and handgun, transferred them into her purse, then left her car and went inside the restaurant. She headed straight out the other door on the far side of the building, and walked a large circle around. Oh, that cock!I was dripping with perspiration beneath him, almost unable to breathe. His thrusts became more desperate. He grabbed my hips. His body stiffened, he pushed himself into me as deep as he could go. I could feel his cock throbbing, then pulsing, and then strong spurts of cum against my cervix, again and again, as he grunted his victory over my body. My husband had always taken care of our birth control. To make matters worse, I was probably at the worst time in my cycle and realized. But like I said, that's your business, not mine." I told her, again."Yeah, I know. But I really want to tell someone. Since the three of us already have a secret, I figure it's all right to tell you." Hang on," I said, "I'm going to put my headset on." I found it and plugged it in. With my left hand now free, I pulled up my shorts and lay back on the bed, propped up on the pillows. "Okay," I said. "What were you saying?" I want to tell you about it. Is that all right with you?"I thought about.