And she needed me more. &hellip,And then some. As it was she hadnt been very pleased that I wasnt coming home last night, and I dont know if the sexy... videos she sent me were to make me feel bad for leaving, or if that was her way of getting me excited to come home. Shannon got up out of bed and walked out of the room, I watched her round ass sway back and forth on her way out. She called out, We still have enough time to have some fun in the shower before you leave&hellip, I wasnt going to. It so happened one day that I had occasionTo spend a weekend with a friend, a writer by vocation.This writer, known by name of Gerald,Wrote for the local newspaper, the Daily Herald.An interesting man was he, and to my familyWas he a good friend, courteous in chivalryAnd all manner of olden traditions of yore;A dialogue with him was never a bore.We discussed politics, adventure and travelAnd secrets of our lives began to unravelAs we became friends, Gerald and I.To me he said, "John, by and. He looked down at her again, with a small smile, before he shook his head slightly, looking forward again. ‘So.. I would think of this as our third date. The first being our enjoyable drive, the second being the restaurant, and this enjoyable walk being the third.’ She giggled gently. ‘Oh.. So that is why you kissed me in the restaurant, is it?’ He laughed gently and shrugged softly. ‘I did it because it seemed like we both felt we were ready for it.’ She smiles and nods slight. ‘Yes well,. Somehow, Zelga and I ended up in bed together - it was only a one-night stand, but it was enough, as I later discovered. By then, though, Zelga, aware of the repercussions our actions might bring, ran away.She blamed her pregnancy on the fictitious fellow she had eloped with.And even though she was her sister's closest confidant, Helga never thought it strange that Zelga had never mentioned anything to her. She never knew that I had fathered a child in her twin as well. I was practical enough.