Like Kimmie or Deidre or Dr. Rita. She was smart. She could figure out how to get me to move and defeat Ms. Kim.Almost as summoned, a figure rose out ...f the water beside me. But it wasn’t Dr. Rita. The fey didn’t make a single ripple in the river as she slid out of it, a big smile on her face framed by wet, violet hair. Her ample breasts swayed before her as she grinned at me.“Well, well, well,” the fey purred. “Aren’t you in a predicament?”I let out a pleading moan.“What’s that?” the fey asked. She was wearing a high-tech workout shirt and tight black running shorts and running shoes. Hello Stud! she declared with a mischievous look. Stud is the pet name the sorority gave me after my wife Kay announced that she was pregnant with our first son, Augie. When Kristen used the nickname, it usually meant something else entirely. I was hoping I could get one of your famous leg massages. I think I am developing shin splints. Of course you can. Let me lock up the building first. I spent a. Father/Daughter ... Brother/Sister along with others.”“Does that include Aunts/Nephews?” she asked staring at me.“Yes, but Lisa and Lily are willing to get pregnant, and are still in their 30s. They are actually hopeful, I may get one or both of them pregnant. How would you feel if I did that?”“Can you do that without getting emotionally involved?” she asked as I saw tears developing and rolling down her face.“If you want me to stop, I will. The last thing I want is to see you cry or unhappy.. She reached forward and stroked my breasts, taking one of my stiff nipples between her first and second fingers, and squeezing it firmly. The effect sent a new wave of arousal which somehow amplified those radiating from my cunt.I stared at the security guard, open-mouthed until she leaned closer and kissed me, her warm tongue pushing between my lips and sweeping around my gums like a cavalry charge. She was a handsome woman in her early thirties, a little taller than her companion. Her.