I had done a lot of thinking during the afternoon. It seemed to me that poor communication, or complete lack of communication, had led to the problem ...we now faced.Well ... unprotected sex had led to the problem, actually, except I had decided that, from my vantage point, it wasn't really a problem."I need to say some things," I said."Me too." Can I go first?" I asked.She nodded."Okay, here's the deal. I'm just going to tell you how I feel. That doesn't mean I have any particular expectations.. We need to come up with a name for this little guy,’ he answered, looking down on the fussy baby. Jessica reached for the baby. ‘He’s hungry,’ she murmured. Danny reluctantly handed the baby over and watched enthralled as Jessica nursed their son. ‘Any ideas?’ Jessica asked. Danny thought carefully. ‘My grandfather’s name was William,’ Danny said aloud. Jessica grinned. ‘William Jacob.’ Danny looked at her. ‘Without Jake, neither of us would be here right now,’ Jessica said. Danny nodded. ‘I. The nipples were soft and small as I worked them between my fingers, but then they slowly stiffened and hardened,oh so nice! Her chest rose and fell as she breathed, expanding her breasts in to my cupped hand; I rubbed and squeezed her now erect nipples.I pressed my face into her braided hair and breathed in her female perfume. I moved my hand down from her tits over her belly towards her pussy; my hand slipped easily under her panties and in to her soft trimmed bush. Damn! Her legs were drawn. Turning this way and that, he compared the way he looked to the girls he knew. "Not bad." He said out loud to himself, smiling at the girl that looked back at him from the mirror.Something was still missing. He found a pair on the floor. Tim took off the skirt and very carefully pulled on a pair of Bridget's pantyhose. If he snagged them, she might wonder what happened to them. He liked the way they felt against his skin as he walked around the bedroom and when he sat in the chair, crossing his.