‘Harley, no, please, oh god, please finish it, I can’t take any more…’ Her groan was full of desperation. Despite himself, Harley had to chuck...le. ‘I know how much you can take honey, remember, I am your first, your last and your only.’ ‘Bastard…’ Her giggle was as full of lust as he had ever heard it. ‘No offense to your mother, but dammit Harley, don’t torture me anymore. I been lying in that bed in Oklahoma City for the last three nights thinking of this…’ He knew she was right and he had to. To tell the truth, I'm not sure where they were coming from. But on a couple of occasions since I woke up, words just seemed to come. Usually, they were predicting something, like Kalani becoming a grandmother, twice."And that is a bad thing because..." I asked her. I already suspected the answer, but this was one of those emotions she had to figure out for herself."It's not a bad thing I suppose. I just don't know if I'm ready, that's all," she replied flatly."Not ready... ?" I asked, pushing. The delay did help in our bid to save money for the day we wanted and Ian and Rachel also helped with the funds. During the two years, nothing really changed except Andrea switched her job and Sam turned sixteen and finished secondary school. Hopefully, he'd start college in September. Of course, we occasionally met up as a family and had some taboo fun as well as planning the wedding, including the venue and guests, especially those with special roles, and, most importantly, the actual date.. She covered her bare breasts with her arm and hand, but I still got a quick look at the side of her boob and the dark pink nipple that topped her large breast. She pulled on her new bra quickly before I could get a second glimpse of her breasts, but when she turned to ask my opinion, I realized that the lace was so fine, it barely covered her flesh, her breasts were all but visible through the fine material, and her nipples were actually pushing their way out through the material.I sat back on.