. what's wrong? You seem like a kid waiting to open a Christmas present or something!" Oh, Master, it is wonderful! Look!" She showed me a home pregna...ncy kit and it read POSITIVE– not a plus or minus sign or some color that could be misinterpreted, but the definite, absolute, word POSITIVE."It looks like all that hard fucking has done the trick!" Oh yes, my beloved Master. I am late for my period. I am normally regular as clockwork, and I am a week late. So I got this test at the store and took. " Hah! You had me when you were s*******n. You must have known something about them back in the old days," Patty answered with a big grin.Blushing back, the tall, dark haired thirty-six year old mother answered, "Not enough. I was pregnant before I knew what was happening." Yeah, but look, you had me," her daughter smiled in response."Luckiest day in my life," her mom laughed, hugging her daughter tighter. "I love you ma. Gosh, I really don't want to go back to school next fall...I missed you. Sam gestured to give it a squeeze but this was taken as a joke, Sam again gestured for James to squeeze her ass and he obliged and took a bit more time with his hands on her ass, nervously at first but quickly gaining courage when he realised both Sophie and Sam were okay with it. James was clearly hard; his boxer shorts hid nothing of what he thought of the scene before him and Sam and Sophie were clearly too horny to be bothered by it. James was enjoying having his hands full of Sophie’s arse. You said the wrong thing in a flurry of masculine insensitivity at just the wrong moment, you were slow to compliment when you failed to heed the breaking shoals of feminine insecurity, or you saw a pair of legs that drove you wild – and wouldn’t you know it – they just were never your your wife’s. And wouldn’t you know it? You chased them. Again. Every time. You chased them like a dog chases it’s tail. Cops and pilots seemed to fall off their respective wagons with alarming frequency, too,.