” I said, “Yes, I will dad.” And that was the end of our little talk.Well I moved in with Maggie to mum’s disgust, but we put up with it. It t...ook mum several months, but she came around in the end. She began by buying clothes and furniture for the baby, then a stroller and making my old room into a nursery. By beginning of he second semester, Maggie was really showing and she was taken over to Aunty May’s place, by dad. He stayed there for the night and came home the next day. I always wondered. Mary was glad that she had asked to be strapped down. The pain was excruciating now, and she could see that her inner lips were already covered in fine black lines, and Paul was working on the clitoris hood. Suddenly, without any warning, she felt herself coming again, and felt her juices gushing out of her pussy. Her clit jumped, pulling itself out of Paul’s fingers. She was relieved that he did not say anything, but she heard a whimper behind her, and knew that ring number six was safely in. Why don’t you try it?”And forever after, she’d do it the new way and it would be easier. She could see it, after someone else figured it out, but she’d never figure it out on her own. It was just easier to continue doing it the same way as before and always deal with the mess.That was the sort of mindset that took Homo Sapiens a million years to advance from hand-held rocks for hammering to rocks held in sticks for greater power. Part of it was economics; if you are starving you don’t waste. That was kind of awkward feeling we both had as I was still holding her hand. I left her hand and asked her to sit beside me. So we sat and started chatting about this and that.In the middle of nowhere, I asked her that how was her life. She said, “It’s fine”. I asked, “Just fine? Why not good?” (well my wife must have told her that I like sex a lot and we do lovemaking at least 4-5 times a week). She said, “Everyone is not lucky”.I asked what happened and why did she say that. And she was.