“What’s with the tears?” I asked.“I’m leaving you and everyone else here!” she said, gulping down the rest of her drink.“I know, but thi...s is what you have to do.”She got out of her chair and came over to mine. Unbidden, she plopped down in my lap and put her arms around my neck.“That doesn’t make it easier,” she said.I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly to me while she cried. It was really a soft cry, not a heaving, sobbing cry. The tears flowed freely for several minutes, then. A few "damn"s and "fuck"s made her heart race again and her cheeks flushed, her breathing quickened, and her loins itched to be filled. Her mind wandered to thoughts of what would happen if it started to hurt and they wouldn't stop, and she instinctively tried to close her well-spread legs. As soon as she moved her knees she wobbled, and arched her back to maintain balance while the room leered. She felt hands on her sides, untying her string bikini top and tossing it aside. "Those are some. The liquor store lady really managed to make me feel at ease.“Well then,” she smiled, straightening, “I guess you’ll want to get a better look at what you have been peeking at from a distance for so long.”Without further ado, she grabbed her sweater and pulled it over her head, partly exposing her huge breasts that were barely held in place by a large white bra. The cleavage she now sported made my dick rock-hard in an instant. Smiling at the obvious bulge in my pants, she said, “well, I guess. Little did she know that the baby now growing inside her young belly was a half-sibling with the one growing inside Harriet Roberts' belly as well. There were lots of little unknown things that were true inside the staff of JAG.Jennifer was tickled pink to find out that she was carrying A.J.'s baby inside her belly. She couldn't wait to begin showing so that she'd need a Navy maternity uniform just like Harriet and Mac had been showing their advancing pregnancies for quite awhile. Jennifer.