I could tell you were slightly aroused and I suspected you knew I was equally aroused. The stewardess slipped past us and she glanced my way, I’m pretty sure she probably surmised we were lovers. She offered me a blanket and I thanked her as she handed me one. I spread the blanket over the both of us, even as we bumped along through some more turbulence. Your hand was now practically on top of the bulge in my trousers. One more bump, and you’d be holding on to my steel rod. My hand rested at the very edge of your mini-skirt. You shifted in your seat, parting your legs as you leaned against me. I slipped my hand farther up your leg, stopping just short of your panties. I waited to see if you would accept or reject my advances. To my surprise, you did neither. I listened to your breathing. Then you put your hand on top of mine and squeezed. You hummed in approval. I slipped a finger under the edge of your panties, as you parted your legs. I could feel your wetness and I knew you were. ”We met for a second, then a third time. They were merely short pleasurable rendezvous in the same obscure place under the trees before Angela disappeared. Angela was no longer in the park. We hadn't exchanged last names, addresses, phone numbers, or e-mails. I never saw her in the park again. * * This would end the story except that I bumped into Angela several months later at the drug store. I didn’t see her right away but heard her voice from behind me.“Oh, my God if it isn’t Liam!” she practically yelled. When I turned to see who called my name, it was Angela. She looked different somehow. Her face was more rounded and flushed. Angela looked a little bloated. I wondered if she was picking up medication at the pharmacy for some kind of illness.“Angela!” I called out a little too vociferously. “I haven’t seen you walking Daisy. How have you been?”“You mean my morning sickness, backaches, and fatigue,” she grumbled.What she was saying didn’t ring a bell. “What’s wrong?.
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