11-14-2006, 10:17 AM
"It's okay, my love. Don't be afraid; I'm not mad at you," he said, stroking her cheek. He picked her up and gave her a hug, holding her like a child.
"I'm not mad at you, sweetie. I was just concerned; remember back when we hooked up, back in that inflation club, how I told you I wanted to see what you'd look like pregnant?" he inquired, nuzzling her cheek.
"I'm not mad at you, sweetie. I was just concerned; remember back when we hooked up, back in that inflation club, how I told you I wanted to see what you'd look like pregnant?" he inquired, nuzzling her cheek.