" I could hear her take a big breath before continuing. "There is no baby. I'm not pregnant. I've never been pregnant. I've been on the pill since las...t fall. If we hadn't broken up, I was going to tell you about it at Christmastime." She took a large, hitching breath before continuing. "Do you feel better now, Sean? Do you? I wish to Christ that I did." And she hung up.I set the telephone back down gently. A great load had just been lifted from me. I feel great!Or do I? But I was too buzzed to. Asad grinned too but with less certainty “Maybe, cousin”, he said.Frida returned with a key to one of the lockers in the shower room. She had brought her change of clothes, and a black swinsuit she kept in her car for times like this. She was 1.7m tall, blonde hair to her shoulders. She habitually dressed in slacks that fitted well and showed her pert ass off. Her breasts were not huge, but exciting enough, she was proud of her body and worked out often. She was married to Gustav, and c***dless. They invited me in, so I made my way to the side door and got in. It was a nice van, looked line they were working on making it into a camper van. There was a bed, so I sat down on it. The driver introduced himself as Tom, and the other was Rick. Since I was close now I could see Toms cock, and was impressed. He was at least 10 inches or more, and very thick. Rick was doing his best to swallow it whole, so as I watched I unzipped and pulled my now very erect cock out. I could see the Rick had. She kissed my finger, making me laugh.“Why are you laughing, Michael?” Jenn asked sounding different.“I’m sitting by the prettiest natural brunette on this entire bus,” I said. “Goodbye, see you in a couple hours, Miss Guthrie.”She doesn’t like being hung up on. I guess the repercussions are awaiting me. I pulled Brigitte close to me and said, “I’m probably in very big trouble, but do you want to help me drive her crazy once we get to Chicago?”“Sure, but we have some time to fill, don’t.