She didn’t have enough time in, to get the good shifts, so she mostly worked in the evenings. She’d get home after midnight, sometimes even later... if she stopped at the bar with her friends for drinks. Anyway, this all started one day when I had been nosing around just being curious. I had gotten into my parents closet, and was just poking around when I discovered an old crumpled box on my dad’s side of the closet. It was on the upper shelf covered by some old hats. As I lifted. Siemein told me I'd have to be super careful, because the slightest little bump could knock that egg loose real easy and I'd have a miscarriage.I could tell that he didn't like having to be the one to tell me and he said that bodies change all the time, so maybe in the future I'd be different, but he didn't think so. It made me sad, but I suppose I was too young to be really angry. I'd never given serious thought to having kids, although I guess it was just assumed, you know, that it would. The fact that she’s a lesbian, that we’re married, that I rarely take a guy to bed ... none of that mattered in the least to Monsieur Gonzales.I wasn’t the only one checking the handsome gent out. Rebecca, with amused interest. Mindy, with some calculation. Pilar ... just curious. Although I haven’t yet learned to read that little girl. Even my mother glanced at Tony from time to time.Vanessa and I helped ourselves, for the third time, to salty country ham on soft, heated, buttermilk biscuits.. Since it happened she could not get the felling off her mind that she was truly an exhibitionist and the idea of being caught made her tingle. As she lay there her body glistening from the tan lotion and light sweat on her body, her mind took over, and she was not sure if she was in a dream or awake. She could fell her fingers massaging her clit, but she was just dreaming, she felt slight pressure of her fingers entering her, and the moisture on her hand, it was so vivid and so real in her.