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She lovedCarl; all long,lean, blonde, funnyand masculine Carl.But she wanteda baby! Vickieyearned to getpregnant and big.She longed totoss her cookiesin the morning,have backaches andneed to piddle24/7. Well, shewasn't looking forwardto all that,but she wanteda baby. Ifthat's what ittook, so beit! She wantedit! And itwas time, damnit to hell!She was thirty-twoand healthy. Shewasn't getting anyyounger, dammit!

Theelevator ride downto the groundfloor also providednew thrills ...Joseph's hand releasedher arm, slidingagainst her breastand side asit did. Tiffanyfound those touchespleasurable... Then, shefelt something bumpagainst her backside... the expensiveskirt was notvery thick andshe could feelfingers slide acrossfirst her leftcheek then herright .... Normally,she might havesaid something orturned around tofind the culprit... but, again,. it feltverrrry nice ...

"Mom?.. Whatare you saying?...Are you serious?..."

Friday Night:

Mary Harden, doctorHarden's wife, wasin the kitchenbusy washing dishes.She was awoman of greatbeauty. Although fortyyears old, shehad a bodythat appeared goodfifteen years younger.Right now shewas wearing aloose blue dress.The dress endedfew inches belowher gorgeous ass,which completely exposedher long, shapelylegs, and wastied tightly aroundher slim waist.The dress haddeep cleavage thatmade Mary's breastsvery visible. Eventhough she wasa mature woman,her huge breastwere round andvery firm withno sag whatsoever.Her face wasvery beautiful. Herraven black hairwere curly anddescended to hershoulders, but rightnow she worethem tied behindher head.

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At first,Tom had watchedfrom afar asJanine surrounded herselfwith willing friendsand acquaintances. Hetried determinedly tosee her asa spoiled littlerich girl whojust craved attention.But the morehe tried, themore he realisedthat he wasdrawn to her.The sun reflectingoff her longblonde hair madehis breath catchin his chestand lit uphis whole day.The way shemoved casually amongher friends; smilingand laughing. Andyes, her supple,pert figure hadhim totally mesmerised.

"It was onlytwenty last night,"I giggled.

"No!"I answered emphatically.

The lasermade a smallhumming sound asI sent powerto it andinstructed the firstmicro energy waveto dive intomy subject's brain.There was nolight, or anyother outward visualfrom the laser,just the smallhumming. I satdown behind thecomputer terminal andtyped commands inurgently.

Our waiterasked us, "Ifwe would likecocktails from thebar?" Halley ordereda gin andtonic, Jean askedfor rum andcoke, I ordera glass offine red wine,(I believe lifeis to shortto drink cheapwine) and Jimgot a 12-year-oldScotch on therocks with splashwater with atwist. We alltalked about hownice the ambiencewas as welooked over themenu. The drinksarrived and weall toasted toa wonderful sexytwo days andto new friends.

"Oh, sureyou can!" Sadainsisted. "Come on,Alastair. Why can'tyou just acceptthat you're smartand clever?"

Hevery slowly slidthe length ofhimself into her,reaching down withone hand torub at herclit and teaseher pussy witha finger ortwo as hiswife moaned inpleasure at histouch. She thendid something thatsurprised even herhusband as shethrust her assfully onto hisdick, savoring thefeel of himin her tightesthole. His fingeringof her pussyand clit hadallowed her toopen some tohim and thatwas all theurging Jack neededto plow hiswife's virgin asshole.Stroke after strokeof his cockwent all theway to thehilt inside her.

My dickwas in anobedient mood thoughand rose upproudly; as proudlyas a manthat has towear six-inch platformsto feel shortcan anyway.

Shelooked up atme in somealarm and thenset her mouthin a solidline and stompedtoward me. "Youlittle, furry sonof a bitch!"she exploded. "Whatin the helldo you meanby this? Gettingme out herein the middleof nowhere, forwhat? Are youthe one withthe pictures? Howmuch do youwant? I broughteverything I couldget my handson. Tell mewhat you want,you little fucker!"She was obviouslyangry and hercolor had deepenedperceptibly as shefumed at me.By the timeshe had finishedher little monolog,she was standingdirectly in frontof me.

Brianreluctantly put asidehis work forCity Motors andbegan wandering aroundlooking for MsGeorgina Tench, aremarkably good lookingyoung lady whocould fairly bedescribed as ahigh profile target.She was almosttwo metres tall,her blonde hairso long itreached her waist,last seen wearingfaded blue jeans,a T-shirt promotingtours of OuterMongolia and asmall round strawhat with ribbonsdangling from it.Even by advertisingagency standards shecut quite anoticeable figure. And,like a lotof other peoplearound the place,she made Brianfeel very awareof his youthand inexperience. Abush high schoolhad done littleto prepare himfor this place.Not that hecared about hisrawness: it justadded even moremagic to aworkplace he'd fallenin love withfrom the firstday he'd enteredit. Perhaps becauseit was sofull of lifeand energy --on this side,anyway.

"So takeit off", Daveand Laura saidin unison.