The vision of the guys penis kept running in my head and at times I would think stupid things like how he had made me cum or how much better his cum t...asted compared to Todd's cum. I then would think that only some street walking slut would have those thoughts. Yesterday my husband got a call from his boss at the crack of dawn asking his to do a job out of town which pays really good so he took it without even asking me but that's fine with me cause it would mean I could get a early pregnancy. “I’m going to fly to Pittsburgh around noon on Tuesday, and fly back early on Wednesday. I’ll go to the office Tuesday morning and Wednesday afternoon. We’ll do a small thing for Abbie on Wednesday, but the main party will be on Saturday. That’ll be for Penny, Abbie, and me.”“We’re not going out?” Jessica asked.“I think it’s better just to be here at home. Did you decide about Friday night?”“I’ll go with you.”“Thanks. I really appreciate it.”“And we’re seeing Doctor Green next Saturday right. Now, you are no longer as distracted by Erin's lucious red lips, or the way Britney's breasts push out her tight T-shirt, showing the outlines of her bra. The three of you are now a unit. "I think we best stick togeather at all times," you suggest and the girls nod in agreement. "It's too easy for one person to be caught off guard. Now, for the long-term strategy. We can't stay in this basement forever. It's too easy to sneak up on, difficult to defend, heat and there's no smoke exhaust.". . . weird. Then again, the whole thing was preposterous, so she supposed she shouldn't go looking for everything to fit into nice, neat spaces. "So, what are you doing tonight?" Simon asked. Connie couldn't help laughing. "Sorry, I have to wash my hair." She laughed harder as Simon launched a throw pillow at her, deflecting it with her arm. "Then I have to paint my nails," she continued, still giggling. She saw Simon's grin and realized he was going to try and catch her, presumably to tickle.