Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Mg* ped 1st cons rom inc preg anal oral mc ScFi Author: YAWN - Yet Another Writing Newbie. Copyright 2010-2011 YAWN Electronic distribution permission granted to asstr.org. Permission for any other use must be obtained by contacting the author via asstr.org. If you can't tell this is fiction from the copyright date and the story dates, you're either not old enough or not smart enough to be reading it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Monday, 17 August 2015 08:30 Knock! Knock! "Yes?" "George, it's Ed Mason." "Come in Ed." "Ian told me what you and Molly are planning for Beth. He said it was Molly's idea?" "Yes, Ed. She's a very caring person." "She certainly seems to be." "Medical question for you, Ed." "Don't know that I can give you a good answer, George, I'm not a doctor." "No, but you probably know a great deal about the treatments that the girls received to make them fertile so early." "Well, yes, I do." "How early can one of these girls get pregnant? Will they be having periods?" "Maybe as early as six. No visible periods. To reduce blood loss because of the limited iron-containing foods we'll have and to eliminate the need for sanitary napkins and the like, their body chemistry was altered to absorb the uterine lining instead of having the typical period. To know the days a girl is fertile, you would have to check her temperature regularly - the average will be up about one degree during the fertile days. If a girl doesn't get pregnant early, she will start developing a year or two before her normal age for puberty, whatever 'normal' might have been for her. Why do you ask?" "Because Molly appears to be pregnant. Her breasts are tender and growing and her tummy is getting rounder - she's up two pants sizes in a week." "Several military people and a number of people from Duke made it here on foot with their children during the night after you went to bed. Some of the Duke people were involved in the design of the genetic changes in the girls. You need to see Willa Chambers - she's a pediatric gynecologist and can tell you what's going on. She has offices on the school level. Here's her office number. I'll let her know that this is a priority appointment. There are lots of school rooms but few students, so we're making use of the space there instead of having her on the hospital level. If we do have pregnant students, it's the best place for their doctor. Speaking of school, almost none of our selected teachers have made it here - two for middle grades and one for high school but so far, none for the elementary grades. I heard Beth talking about Molly having fun learning with you at the store. Would you consider being an elementary school teacher? We really need people - and people who make learning fun are even better." "Ed, you know I've never prepared a lesson or taught in a classroom and certainly never any structured learning with a child." "But you do very well teaching in place and by example - that my sons are alive is proof of that. Lesson plans and curricula for all levels and subjects are in the library. I'm sure you can breeze through the outlines and set up some learning experiences for the kids. You don't have to be in a classroom. If Molly has fun learning in the Commissary, use it or any other part of the facility." "The things with Molly weren't planned; I just took advantage of the opportunities for learning that presented themselves." "Then we need to create some of those opportunities - tell me what you need and I'll try to get it. Beth has problems with simple arithmetic but I'll guess that you could find things to do in the 'store' or even while riding bikes that would give her practice and be 'fun'. Same with her reading. I never thought that 'See Dick run.' was very interesting reading for any kid. You'll come up with ideas - you always have." "OK, Ed. I'll get some things from the library and see if I can adapt them for Beth." "Not just Beth. You will have a class of eight girls, ages 6 to 10." "What? "Molly, Beth, Jane, Lacey, and four more that came in with the other people." "I don't have a degree in teaching. Will these highly educated people even accept me?" "They've seen the battle footage from your trip here. They know that you repeatedly laid your life on the line for some of these kids. At this point, all they want is someone to keep their kids safe while they're at work - even if it's a daycare center with armed guards. If that someone is a teacher who makes learning fun, they'll think you are a genius." "How much should school touch on the different reality we have here, versus the 'old' world?" "As much as possible, just make it another part of the day's lesson. If Molly is pregnant, use the gestation time to talk about the calendar and addition and subtraction - hey, that's not bad for someone who never taught!" "Not bad at all, Ed, and I'll certainly steal the idea if appropriate." "Good morning, daughter." "Daddy?" "Yes, Molly?" "I don't feel good. I think I'm gonna throw up!" "Scoot to the bathroom and I'll help you so you don't get it on your clothes." UUURP! UUURP! UUURP! "Daddy, my mouth and throat burn." "Swish this water in your mouth and spit it out." "OK." "Swish again." "OK." "Can you gargle?" "I think so." "Try this." Grrgle. Grrgle. "Better now?" "Yes, Daddy, but my tummy feels like it's still moving." "There's a doctor who might be able to help you, I'll call her." "I didn't know we had any doctors?" "They came in on foot after we got here the other night." "They walked? Didn't they have cars?" "Cars don't run very long when there's volcanic ash in the air, so they had to walk after the cars stopped running." "OK." "Dr. Chambers? This is Colonel Wilson. I'd like you to check out my daughter Molly." "Yes, Colonel. Colonel Mason told me you would be calling. I can see Molly now." "We'll be right there." "Carry me, Daddy? I still don't feel good." "OK, Honey. It's just a couple of floors away." "Bring Molly on back, Colonel." "A doctor with no waiting?" "Not until the number of patients grows significantly. Most of my time is spent on research and analysis, so it's nice to have a real patient to care for. +She's nice, Daddy. +Yes, Molly. "How long since your first intercourse, Molly?" +Is it OK to tell, Daddy? +Yes, Honey. "I'm not big enough for Daddy to get it in without hurting me, so I asked him to squirt at the front of my vagina about a week ago." "Your Daddy never does anything that hurts?" "No. He always explains what we're doing or why we can't do it and he gave me a 'magic word' to use if something hurts and I want him to stop. Sometimes he can feel that I'm starting to hurt and he makes me slow down or stop." "Can you undress for me?" +Is it OK, Daddy? +Do as Dr. Chambers asks unless I say 'candlestick'. +Yes, Daddy. "Hmm. Your breasts are developing fast and your tummy is very rounded. Was your tummy like this before?" "No. I'm in pants two sizes bigger than I was in California. And I puked this morning before breakfast - so Daddy called you" "How long ago was California?" "Maybe a week. Is that right Daddy?" "Close, Honey. About 5 days ago." "Let's see what the ultrasound shows. That's interesting. Let me move over this way. VERY interesting." "What is so interesting, Dr. Chambers?" "Molly is carrying twins." "Sorry, I'm not catching on very fast today." "Molly is pregnant. We didn't expect it this young, but some of the procedures had very limited trials. We certainly didn't expect twins from someone so young. We don't have any procedures in place for delivering twins from a six year old." "How long until she delivers?" "For a single baby, I would have said about 4 1/2 months. We were able to shorten the gestation cycle in half. For twins, we may have to do a Caesarean delivery sooner because Molly is so small. I'll probably recommend bed rest after the third month just to be safe - we have no experience with a six year old having twins." "Are there maternity clothes for a six year old?" "Yes, Colonel, we have them in this facility. May I have your RFID tag, Molly?" Bleep! "The tag's been updated to allow you to shop in the pre-teen maternity section of the Commissary. It's the pink door at the back of the girls' department. Your Daddy already had access, but now you can shop by yourself if you want to" "Why a pink door?" "Because 90% of the first group of babies will be girls." "Why?" "So your Daddy and the other Daddies can make lots of babies very quickly." "Why?" "Your Daddy probably knows more about that than I do." "Can you explain, Daddy?" "When we're back in our quarters, Honey." "Thank you, Daddy. Why would I ever want to shop by myself, Dr. Chambers??" "Maybe for a new bra or some other maternity clothes?" "But I want Daddy to come with me so he can check that I get the right size." "I think your Daddy will be glad to go with you any time you want him to. Here's something for your morning sickness - that's when you wake up and think you're about to throw up. Here's some water so you can take one now. You should feel better in a few minutes. And here are the pre-natal vitamins you need to take every day so your babies will grow up healthy and smart like you. If you take the vitamins after breakfast and the morning sickness pill before bedtime, you should feel much better. I want you to come back and see me every week. Bring your Daddy so I can tell him if there's anything happening in your body that he should know about." "OK." "Thank you, Doctor." "No, thank you Colonel. I was concerned about how the girls in this program would be treated by their adult partners, but you and Molly give me total reassurance. There's no question that you truly love her and care for her. I wondered how loving and caring the merciless soldier I saw in the videos could be, but it's obvious now that those battles were the 'Papa Bear' version of something that it usually only associated with 'Mama Bear': the 'threaten my cub and you die' response." "You read me well, Doctor." "Colonel Mason said he was trying to get you to take on teaching elementary grades. I'd be very happy for Sheila to be taught and cared for by someone like you." "I though the all adult/child pairs were of opposite sexes?" "They are. I'm here because of my knowledge and experience. My husband was a city cop and was to be Sheila's partner. He was killed getting us here. I hope Sheila can find an adult like you to bond with. Could I impose on you to join us for a meal this evening?" +OK with you, Molly? +Yes, Daddy. I'll tell you more after I meet Sheila. "Molly, would you like to try someone else's cooking?" "Yes, Daddy. And I'll have someone new to play with." "Looks like you have guests tonight, Doctor." "We'll expect you around 7." +Sheila has to be very sad without her Daddy. I remember how I felt after Daddy died and before you came. +Would it be OK if Sheila needs some kissy-face? +If you only do what you did with Beth. Making babies is for us. +Do you think you might change your mind if Sheila is very nice? +Maybe. I know she doesn't have anyone to make babies with. Can we keep on trying to make babies? It feels so good! +For a little while. Later, Dr. Chambers may want us to stop doing anything more than kissy-face and butt rubs so we don't hurt the babies. +If that happens, you can try making babies with Sheila until we can do it again. I know how much you like squirting in a little girl instead of on her. +You are so right, smart girl. +I love you, Daddy. +I love you too, daughter - and mother of my other two children. +I told you I wanted to have your children! +This is one 'want' that you seem to be getting. "Daddy, there's a picture in this envelope that was under the door. It looks like an old house." "Remember that you wanted to give Beth something that she couldn't buy? That's a picture of the house Captain McGregor grew up in. Beth wants a dollhouse that looks like that." "But we don't have any wood or paint or ..." "There's a maintenance shop on the 10th level down. The materials and tools are all there. Do you want to help me build the dollhouse?" "YES!" "First we need to know how big the house was, so we can make a smaller version that has the windows and doors the right sizes and in the right places." "How do we do that?" "We could draw it on paper, but the building design software on this computer will be easier to use. We scan in the picture of the house and from the sizes of things such as the bricks in the walkway and the shingles on the roof it determines the original size of the house. Then we tell the software that we want a much smaller house, but on the same scale and it will give the dimensions for the dollhouse. Since you need to be able to move things in and out of the rooms in a dollhouse, we'll make the roof removable so you can get to every room. And we'll modify the chimney to be a handle to carry it. Then we print the drawings with sizes of all the parts and a cut list." "I understand everything but the 'cut list'." "The cut list is a diagram tells us how to make the cuts to get the pieces of wood the sizes we need without wasting wood. We'll get all the pieces we need from a half sheet of plywood." "That doesn't seem very big." "The original house wasn't very big either, Honey. Want to go cut wood after we eat with Dr. Chambers and Sheila?" "Can we start cutting now?" "No. They're expecting us in 10 minutes. Comb your hair and brush your teeth. You can wear those jeans or one of your dresses." "My tummy doesn't show as much in a dress, does it?" "No, it doesn't. But Dr. Chambers has already seen your tummy without anything hiding it." "OK. I'll wear these." "Then it's time to go." Knock! Knock! "Good evening, Colonel Wilson. Molly. Please come in. Mommy is in the kitchen and will be right out." "Thank you, Sheila." +She's very nice - not just how she acts, but who she is inside. And her eyes are blue-gray - I haven't seen those before. +Thank you, Honey. You see much more inside people than I do. +I'm seeing more of her than anyone else I've looked into. Are my 'powers' getting stronger? +Maybe. "Colonel Wilson. Molly. Glad you're here. Everything is on the table, so let's go eat. You're at that end of the table, Colonel. Molly and Sheila are on the sides." "Please, call me George." "Then you must call me Willa." "OK, Willa." "Daddy, it's chicken enchiladas - my favorite!" "It's Sheila's favorite too, Molly. Maybe you girls will find other things that you both like - maybe some game." "Molly did you ever play 'How do we get home'?" "I don't think so. How do you play it?" "Someone blindfolds you and takes you somewhere, then you have to tell them how to get back home." "That started when Sheila was about 2. We were returning from my parents' house and the major roads were blocked by a train wreck. Sheila started saying "That way" and pointing with her finger. We had no better route, so we followed her instructions. Later Sheila and her Daddy went places she had never been before, sometimes as much as 200 miles away. We don't know how, but she always knew the way back." "I MISS MY DADDEE! Wah!" "Sheila. Sheila? Sheila!" "Excuse me, Willa. Molly lost her Daddy and Mommy a few weeks ago and I found some things that helped her. May I try with Sheila?" "Lost her Daddy? But she calls you 'Daddy'? I'm confused. Go ahead and try, I've had very little success calming or consoling her." "Molly, can you explain to Dr. Chambers while I try to help Sheila?" "Yes, Daddy." +I think she needs some hugs, a back rub, and maybe a butt rub. +I think you're right, Honey. I'll see if she needs anything more. +Just save our baby-making stuff. +I will, mother of my other two children. "You seem very happy for someone who lost her parents - but you call Colonel Wilson 'Daddy'." +Sheila, you need to talk to me! #You can talk like my Daddy did? +Yes. Do you want me to help you relax? #Can you rub my back and my bu .. OOPS! I'm not supposed to tell! Daddy will get in trouble. +Your Daddy isn't here to get in trouble any more. Let me take off my shirt and you take off your dress and snuggle up. #Your back rub is better than Daddy's. Can we kissy-fa.. I'm not supposed to tell that either! +I won't tell anyone, Sheila. Do you want to do kissy-face and have me rub your butt? #Oh, YES! Gentle kisses and licks, then slip my tongue inside. She pushes it back and enters my mouth. #Suck it! And I do, along with some gentle butt rubbing through her underwear. "My natural Daddy was killed in a car wreck about a month ago. Uncle George, my new Daddy, came to help take care of the will and stuff. Then two weeks after Daddy died, Mommy was killed in a car wreck. Uncle George came to the house at 3AM to check on me before checking on Mommy - it was a good thing, because Mommy had told the babysitter to go home at 11:30. He took me with him to the hospital, but Mommy had died. Since Mommy and Daddy both had Uncle George as my guardian in their wills, he thought I might like to have him for my new Daddy, so he adopted me. He always makes sure I'm OK and that I won't get hurt when I want to do things - like I must have a helmet to ride my bike, plus knee and elbow pads when I ride the scooter. I love him so much!" #Wait a minute! She jumps up and drops the underwear, now putting her warm lower lips against my stomach. "Does he look a lot like your natural Daddy?" #Rub harder. Squeeze it! Sheila sucks my tongue back into her mouth - not as strong as Molly, but how many six year olds can be a Dyson? Rubs get harder sucks. Hard squeezes get her to hump my stomach. #Put your finger in! +Do you want to lick it first? #Yes. She manages good depth on that finger, but not the 'deep throat' that Molly does. #Oooh! That feels good! "They were brothers and they look a lot alike. But I would want him for my Daddy no matter how he looked because he's so good to me - always teaching me things, then telling me how smart I am. I feel so safe and loved." +Move it in circles or in and out? #I never had in and out. Can we do that? And she humps my stomach even harder. This will be interesting if the relationship lasts until she's older. Can I get another finger in? This one seems to have plenty of room. "I guess you do, Molly. He sounds like a very good Daddy." #What are you doi.. She's out. There's a gown on her pillow. Get the underwear back on, then the gown, then give her the stuffed dog and cover her up. "I want to live with him forever!" "I can see why. Sheila got quiet very quickly. Do you know what your Daddy did?" "He can put me to sleep by rubbing my back in a special way. Maybe that worked on Sheila." "She's asleep. Guess it's time for us to go." "George, I don't know how you did it - her Daddy had that same touch. He could get her to sleep in a matter of minutes, but she would fight sleep for hours when he worked second shift. Thank you so much." "You're welcome, Willa. Maybe Molly can help Sheila work out some of her grief. I know Molly is still working on hers, but she's found several things that help. Honey, would you be willing to help Sheila?" "Yes, Daddy. I know how much it hurts to lose your Daddy and she doesn't have an Uncle George to love her like I did." "Thank you, Honey. Willa, see if Sheila wants to visit with Molly. She's welcome to stay a few hours or spend the night." "Thanks to both of you. I'll talk with Sheila in the morning." "Good night." "Good night." +She really liked the second finger in her butt! +Keep your 'voice' down, Molly. +Sorry, Daddy. +You're right, Honey. Her good feeling was even stronger than yours was the first time. +Can we do stuff when we're back in the room? +Yes, but I'll be more gentle until we find out what's safe for the babies. "We're home. Can I yell now?" "If you want to." "I HAVE THE BEST DADDY IN THE WORLD!" "Why do think that, Molly?" "Because you adopted me when you didn't have to. Because you're letting me have your babies. Because you ask if it's OK to help another little girl whose Daddy died. Because you let me know what you're doing with her so I'll know what makes her feel safe and so I'll know you're saving the baby-making just for me. I LOVE YOU, DADDY!" "I love you too, Honey." "Would you like to go work on Beth's dollhouse for a little while before bedtime? You'll probably need a bath to get the sawdust off you when we get back." "Yes! I have the diagrams and stuff you printed out." "Then let's go cut some wood." "I wanna push the button." "Floor 10, Molly." "You said we needed plywood, but where is it? This place is BIG!" "There's a directory on the wall here." "Plywood is on aisle 23." "Honey, we need one of the carts that looks like a plate rack." "Like this?" "Yes. Can you push it?" "It's heavy! Can you push it, Daddy?" "OK. You want to sit inside and hold on for the ride over?" "The sign says 'No Riding'." "If you were trying to stand up and hold on, I wouldn't let you - especially with a load of materials on it. If you're sitting down and holding on, you can ride over. You will walk back." "Yes, Daddy - it's more of how you keep me safe." "Remember the fractions we did for cooking? Like 1/4 cup and 1/2 teaspoon?" "What does that have to do with wood?" "Plywood comes in different thicknesses, for different uses. We need plywood that's strong enough to be banged around a little - things that kids carry sometimes get dropped, but the house needs to be light enough to carry - so we want either 1/4 inch or 3/8 inch plywood." "This sign says 3/4 and the next one says 1/2. Does that mean the other sizes are at the other end of the aisle?" "Yes, smart girl." "Why are there so many different signs? This one had C/D; that one has B/C, then A/C, then A/B." "Those letters are the quality of the wood on each side. A is the best, then B and so forth. Since we want the outside to look like wood and the inside to look like a finished wall, we'll use A/B." "With the B for the outside?" "Yes, smart girl." "Ugh! I can't move it!" "No, Honey. That sheet is at least half your weight. I'll get it; you back up so I don't hit you when I turn it to put it on the cart." "Yes, Daddy. I love how you always want me to be safe." "That's loaded. Now we need to cut it to size to make the pieces of the house. Did you remember to ask Captain McGregor about the floor plan?" "It's right here, Daddy. A room at the front left with the kitchen behind it. Two bedrooms on the other side with the bathroom in the middle of the house. And he told me about the wood floors and the paint colors of the walls and the wallpaper in two of the rooms." "We need to look for paint. I don't think we'll find wallpaper like that, but my artist daughter can probably make something like it with markers or on the computer. " "Daddy, Jane is a really good artist. Can we ask her to make the wallpaper?" "We know she wants to help, so we need to tell her about the pattern and how much wallpaper we need." "How will we know how much we need?" "When we cut the pieces for the inside walls, you can measure the parts that get wallpaper and tell her exactly how big each piece should be." "You're smart, Daddy." "I know, I get it from my smart daughter." "You're silly!" "My niece used to tell me that..." "I am your niece!" "And my daughter." "Yes! I love being connected to you twice!" "Do you think Lacey would like to help paint? There's a lot to be painted - inside walls, outside walls, the floors, the 'shingles' on the roof, the 'bricks' in the walkway." "I'm sure she would. How do we get her here without Beth knowing?" "I'll work something out with Colonel Mason. We're in the woodworking area of the shop. Put on these safety glasses and you can help me transfer the cut pattern to the plywood." "OK, but I thought we only needed half of the sheet of plywood?" "You're right, but the plywood won't move around when you crawl over it to draw the lines if we work on the full sheet. After it's marked, I'll cut it in half, then cut out the pieces." "Can I help cut?" "Sorry, Molly. You can't use the power tools. Partly because you're not big enough to reach them and partly because you don't yet understand all the things that might hurt you. Remember putting the cheese on the burgers?" "Yes, Daddy. I didn't know that I could get burned doing that, but you kept me safe. Is there anything I can do?" "After I cut out the pieces, the edges need to be sanded smooth. You can do that with this sanding sponge, but first you need to put on some work gloves. Until the sanding is done, there will be sharp edges and there may be some splinters." "There are work gloves in kid's sizes?" "Yes, Honey - probably something Daniel thought of." "So my first Daddy is still taking care of me?" "Yes, Molly. He loved you very much and tried to think of everything you might need. You stand over there by the workbench while I cut the plywood in half." At home this would have been a more-or-less straight cut with a circular saw. Here I have a Delta with a 12 inch blade and an 8 foot table - so much easier. "Daddy, that saw is really big. How do you cut the little pieces?" "For the other cuts, I'll use the band saw." "I don't see a band and I haven't heard any music." "Let me open the side of this saw and show you. See the long piece of metal that looks like a rubber band - except that it's silver and very long?" "You mean this piece?" "Don't touch - it's very sharp - but that's the band that does the cutting." "Thank you, teacher." "You're welcome, student. Move back by the workbench while I make these cuts." "Yes, Daddy." Wonder if her hands are big enough for the smallest of the pneumatic staplers? Glue and staples should be adequate for this. "All done, Honey. Climb up on the stool and I'll put the pieces on the table for you to sand. I need to sweep up the sawdust from the cutting, then I'll help you with the sanding." "Will you have to sweep after we sand?" "No, you're sanding at a vacuum table. I'll turn on the vacuum and it will suck all the sawdust into the big container on the wall." "Are we done yet? It seems like I've been sanding forever!" "Almost, Honey. I'll stack the finished pieces on the workbench and we'll go get cleaned up. Later, we will paint the inside walls, then wait for the paint to dry so we can put in the wallpaper. Then we put the pieces together and paint the outside." "What about the furniture?" "We'll check in the Commissary for dollhouse furniture. If there isn't any, we can make some. You're yawning - I think it's time for a bath and bed." "OK, Daddy. Can I push the button for the elevator?" "Yes, Molly. Do you remember which floor our quarters are on?" "Floor 9. When we get there, can we shower or get in the bathtub together?" "Do you want to get clean or get the good feeling?" "Can we do both?" "First we get clean, then we get in bed and do what feels good." "Wash me with your hands?" "Yes, daughter." This beautiful, loving, caring little girl is mine to care for and is the mother of my first two biological children. Soft, warm, fair skin. I could kiss all of it. +Kiss me all over when we're in bed? +If that's what you want. Her slightly puffier nipples sit on slightly more rounded breasts. Nothing big, just small and firm - maybe an AAAAA cup? This perfect tummy, now rounding with new life. Her bone structure won't grow enough in a few months to allow vaginal delivery, so perfection will have a scar on it. +What scar? +Remember that Dr. Chambers said you might need Caesarean delivery? That's when your body structure isn't big enough for a baby to get out, so they put you to sleep and open up your tummy so they can take the baby out that way. +Will it hurt? +A bee sting when they put the needle in to make you sleep. It will hurt more when you wake up because you will have a big incision and probably some stitches in your tummy - which will hurt when you move, even to sit up from lying down. +Will you help me move? +You know I will. +I don't know anything about taking care of a baby. Will you teach me and help me? +Yes, and we'll probably have some nurses at first because the babies will be so small. +Why will they be small? +Because you're six years old and your body is small, so there's only a little room for the babies to grow. +OK. That makes sense. "Dry me off so we can go to bed?" "Yes, Molly." +Dry the good parts slow. +Hmm. Good parts? Nipples? +Be gentle. They're very tender. +Butt? +Yes. +Do I need to be gentle here? +No, you can squeeze it hard! "Brush your teeth." "OK, Daddy." "Ready for bed, Honey?" "Yes, Daddy." "Sit on my legs and put my penis in the right place. Now kiss me, Dyson!" "Yes!" +Do I really suck harder than Sheila? +Yes, lots harder. Either she can't or she hasn't had enough practice. It might be that her lungs aren't strong enough to do it. You might make a 'suggestion' that she tell you about any medical conditions she might have the next time you see her. +OK. Give me your tongue. +Yes, daughter and mother of my children. +OUCH! +Sorry, Daddy. You put 'daughter' and 'mother of my children' together and I just want to take all of you inside me. +I'm glad you feel that way, Honey, but remember to be gentle - I can't explain away teeth marks on my tongue. +Stick out your tongue and I'll kiss it and make it better. +Are you sure? +Yes, Daddy - kisses only. I didn't mean to hurt you and I won't do it again. +OK, here it is. Smooch! Smooch! Smooch! +All better? +As good as it will be tonight. If you want the good feeling again, then get back in position and stroke me. +Like this? +Yes, Molly. You're doing great. +Kiss me, Daddy? I'll be careful. +OK, Dyson. Just don't turn on the turbocharger again tonight. +You're silly, but I love the fun we have even when we aren't making babies. +I love you too, Honey. +You're starting to jerk! Are you ready? +Just a few more strokes. +I want a little of you inside me. +Just a little until we ask Dr. Chambers how much is safe. +Yes, Daddy. Unh! It's in just a little. Do it! +Here it comes. +Oh, Dad... She has such great orgasms, if only she stayed conscious long enough to fully enjoy and remember them. I'm slipping out - traitorous body part, you should stay there until I'm ready to disconnect. Underwear and gown back on her; baggy shorts on me. Set the alarm? Not tonight. If there's something important they can let the phone ring or bang on the door until I wake.