I knew I should have made big, elaborate plans for tonight and the weekend, but somehow, I needed to know where Marta was mentally. I didn’t want th...e fantasy of Marta to interfere with the reality. I wondered just what was going to happen, but I was hoping it would be as good – in all ways – as last weekend.I also knew I had a lot of explaining ahead of me tomorrow and through the rest of the weekend. I just hope the explanations didn’t screw up the very early, fragile relationship we had now.. When I'd gotten used to the swift intensity andrapid release of male arousal, this new just-peed-my-pants feeling of myfemale arousal still just felt weird.Melinda sighed. "Ione--" she began in a grumbling voice. She stopped herministrations and gave me an exasperated look."I'm being serious," I interrupted. "I mean, I know I was worried before,but...if you prefer me like this," I let my voice trail off."I don't know what I prefer," Melinda said, exasperated, thunking her headon my chest in. The next morning when all those people showed up was another euphoric occasion. This was the first time in their lives for some of the people to feel like they were back in control, and the others who could remember the time before 2008 were celebrating the return of old times! With the number of weapons that we had purchased and the number that we had looted from the dead enemies, we had enough guns for every member of the militia to have both a rifle and a pistol. One thing we turned out to. It was hot and sexy in this tub…and she found herself wanton of more carnal action. “So you gonna give me my baby or not?” “Okay,” he gasped as she leaned against him harder. “Okay, I’ll do it, I guess…I mean, yeah...” and he voice tapered off and she realized he might not be exactly sure of how to do it. “All you gotta do is keep fucking me like on the couch until you leave. I got one shot coming up in like a week and a half and I’ll be fertile. If we hit it…we hit it…if not, then oh well.”.