" She shook her head and ran her hand over her tummy again. "I'm going to be a mother. This is my baby." But the father—" He had his 15 minutes of p...leasure, and made a biological contribution. I'm taking it from here." She said that with such finality that it was clear that the subject was closed."I like that bit about the dress code," Karen said. She was naked, just like everyone else, and faced one of the windows and cupped her breasts, mimicking waving them at the distant freeway. "Yeah, I. I sat there wish why I wasn’t more strict,But isn’t that why he need a father; to dad he died long ago. I sat on the sink and he took of my underwear from my dress.What was I supposed to do, I’ve never been black mailed before: never. But why him of all people,Does it have to be my own son? What cruel fake have I been given?And why?He pushed my legs up so that my plat shoes were onTwo sides of the counter. He can see everything…I felt like I wanted to cry and closed my eyes, I felt like a child. ”“Go,” Liz said. He made a hasty departure and Liz sat down at the table across from me. “I’d rather you not threaten to harm the people that work for me.”“If you will recall,” I said, “I explained to him last time I was here that I prefer to fix my own breakfast. I don’t need him jumping my ass because I dared to open the God damned refrigerator.”Liz closed her tired eyes. For the first time since she’d returned to my life, she looked every minute of her 30 years.“I’m sorry,” I said. “I’ll go. Doing things a little differently for Holly, I slid my finger in and out of her several times, making sure that it was well-lubricated with her juices before pressing against her hymen - and feeling it quickly and easily slide past the end of my finger. She gasped slightly when it happened, and I stopped to scan her again, discovering that she wasn't the slightest bit uncomfortable - rather than feeling anything like that, all she felt was pleasure, and desire for me to continue.I backed my.