A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Rita sneered and shook her head, laughing. She provoked David some more, "Well then, show me!"

Just after the words had left her mouth, David pounced on her like a blood-thirsty wolf, salivating at the prospect of tasting her body. He pushed her on the sofa and threw away her cell phone. Raw intensity surged through his veins as he bit her luscious lips.

"Hmm... Stop this! Don't touch me! It's in the middle of the night!"

"Honey, this is the perfect time and place for this kind of action."

Since the two children were already fast asleep in bed, they didn't have to worry about being caught in an inappropriate position. If there ever was a perfect time for this kind of action, this was it!

The monstrous hunger David had kept leashed inside was screaming for a release in the form of carnal desire. Subdued by the thirst for her body, David whispered, "I told you I'd make you pay for what you did."

Rita sunk her teeth on his shoulder and threatened, "Back off! Right now!"

"Ah..." The pain came out like a roar from his throat, and lit his senses on fire. "You saucy little minx! Do you have to bite me every time? Well I don't mind. I actually like it!"

"You're dead meat! Hmm..." Before Rita could finish, he slammed his tongue down her throat and the first moan escaped her lips sending her into a heady trance. He sucked in every word she tried to form in her mouth.

David sucked her tender, plump lips, like a hummingbird sucking nectar from flowers. Her sweet taste had driven him towards the desperation of a starving man sucking on bones...

While his long and soft tongue seemed to wrap itself around her, driving her towards insanity. She tried to pull apart for air, but he pulled her in closer and harder.

Dizzied, she heard the deep and lusting voice of the man whisper in her ears.

"You have to carry another child for me."

"No way! Ah! David! You asshole!"

"I like it when you talk dirty. Call me an asshole again!"

...

howling outside, but it was warm indoor. Their bodies entwined, keeping each other

of them were going at it like entranced beasts and neither of them noticed the two little figures behind the

children curled up together, secretly watching the picture in the living room. Curiosity filled their widened eyes, and guilt surged in their mind somehow as though they were

provided them with a vague picture. The only thing they saw was David kissing Rita

Dylan's small hands covered her eyes when she was about to stretch out her head.

mean?" Beryl asked

could feel her curly eyelashes fluttering in his palms, causing them to itch and so he quickly moved his hands away. He furrowed his brows and took Beryl to

we

see." Beryl did not fully understand his words, and she

think they're making a baby." Dylan was proud of his answer. His complacent look seemed to suggest that he knew everything. Suffice it to say, he

stopped short. "I

asked, "Beryl, don't you have any other

head and thought

eyes lit up at once, and he said, "Come on! Ask

my mommy come back? I miss her so

Puzzled, Dylan scratched his little head and continued,

looked down to her feet,

immediately, "But I heard my dad say that he has some

hope. Hiding under the desk, Beryl thought she didn't

all call me Clairaudience," Dylan said confidently, patting his chest. "I believe

words somehow seemed unrealistic to Beryl, but Dylan had no reason to lie to her.

had heard from his father. "How about this? You can ask my mom tomorrow. If what I am saying is true, she

in

my mom can give you an answer right now," Dylan said, as he held Beryl's soft hand.

leaving. She saw the way David gently hugged and looked at Rita as if

give me more..." David whispered.

Beryl. After some thought, she finally figured out the reason. She had

very much, '

the way daddy