“You have a cold or something?” asked Melissa.“Um, yeah, I guess a little...”Melissa looked up. “Wait ... you’re not Julie, you’re Jason...! You really did it!”Melissa stood and backed up from the desk to stand with her back against the bureau.“I knew you two were talking about it ... but ... there’s a boy in my bedroom!” she said, with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. “Even if he is wearing a skirt.”Jason looked down. Sure enough, he was wearing a skirt, and he felt a brief flash of. That night I could feel my heart bursting with pride as well. I already felt like a father as I planted my seed in hopes it would grow.As it turned out, it would be almost three months before Kris went to the doctors.Before the age of cell phones the best way to contact someone on the road, like a newspaper photographer, was with a beeper. When mine went off and I looked down and saw our doctor's number I immediately pulled over and called using a pay phone. The office girl answered, then I. Her chest heaved and as her shirt fell open it looked like her breasts might explode from the thin material. It was funny, she did not have the biggest breast I had noted earlier, but right now, they were magnificent, as I pulled the material of her bra aside and moved my lips and tongue to them. She gasped and I could feel her trying to reach for the bottom of my shirt again. I stood up and pulled it off over my head, as I was doing so I suddenly felt eager fingers on my belt, and trouser. Rita glared at her before she added, "But you...YOU...can'thandle the idea that it's YOUR husband working as a lowly cleaner and notyou." That's crazy," Sofia replied with blushing cheeks."What was that thesis you did? It was something about abused women andit had an almost masochistic tone, almost like you envied the poor dears.That's what you really hate the most about this. He's going to live thefantasies that make you blush, and you're going to have to settle forliving them out through.