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About six months ago my buddy Jim left to fight the terrorist war over in Iraq. He and his wife had moved here to be closer to his reserve unit. They did not know hardly anyone around here except for me. He was in the reserves and his unit gotten called up for a one year hitch over in the so called war zone. He had been married since he and his wife graduated from high school and he was the only close companion she had nearby.
It was hard to see her watch him leave on the large airplane that took him and his unit away to such a far off place. She was clearly and really a basket case for the next couple months. They didn't have any kids yet and she was only 17 years old. They had been trying for a baby and he had told me several times that she had gone off the Pill in their efforts to have one. Her name was Jill and she seemed devastated. She turned to me and said, "I didn't know how I am going to survive a year all by myself without my husband."

A few weeks later she met a girl at work was new to the area. Her name was Robin and she and her husband moved here from California. Robin was about two years older than Jill, and Robin said husband was about four years older. Almost at once Jill wanted me to meet Robin and her husband, Tom.
We hit it off from the very first time I met them as we chatted with each other. Robin reminded reminded me a lot of Jill. She was blonde, cute, and seemed independent. She always dressed nice and had a really good sense of humor. I looked forward to seeing more of them as it did make me realize that my friend's wife did not have to rely on just my friendship....that she now found a new girlfriend to share her life with.

I found Tom to be a very easy-going guy and quite friendly. A month went by and Robin and Jill began spending a lot of time together at work. I soon learned, like Jill and my buddy Jim, that Robin and Tom were also trying to get pregnant. They had been married for a couple of more years than Jim and Jill, but for some reason not clear they did not seem to be able to connect one of Robin's eggs with one of Tom's fishies. Almost from the beginning I had begun taking my buddy's wife to Lunch. Our Lunches were always fun as we went to different places each day to try out all the different types of foods. And as the time wore on we became more comfortable with each other, we sort of bonded and started telling our most private secrets to each other. Within a couple weeks after the first little secret was told, we both knew about everything the other person ever did. It was fun to have somebody to chat with and tell all your little secrets to. We got along so well with Tom and Robin that we began socializing with them. Jill and Robin were getting along exceptionally well, and Tom and I began bicycling together and doing other things that men do together.

Robin and Tom began coming over to Jill's condo to get together with us a couple of times a week, Two months had passed since Jim had left. It had seemed like an eternity but Robin seemed to have really helped Jill through it all. They had only known each other for less than a month but we all had become the best of friends. Robin knew how lonely Jill was at night. The opportunity came and went for Jill and I to move in together but I could not bring myself to fuck my buddy's wife at this time. Robin kept asking Jill to go out with her and her husband. Jill always refused as she just didn't think it would be right to go out and enjoy herself at night while her Jim was over there in that far off place dodging suicide bombers and bullets. I, too, missed Jim a lot. I began spending more and more time at Jill's condo and we began sharing our loneliness for Jim together.

One night I stopped off at the local liquor store and bought some wine to take to Jill's condo. She had been fixing Dinner for the two of us each night that I came over to spend time with her. I had not reciprocated in any way by furnishing anything in the line of food, because she had insisted that as long as I watched after her with Jim being gone, this was the least she could do to me in appreciation.

Her eyes, when I knocked on her door and she opened it to let me in, flashed almost instant approval as soon as she saw the four bottles of Kosher wine that I had bought to go with our meal, and to sip afterwards as we watched the rental movies I had also obtained for this evening's activity. She had prepared a green salad that resembled a Chef's Salad and when she saw the wine, she went to the kitchen and prepared various slices of cheese to go with the wine. She then excused herself, saying that if we were going to enjoy ourselves like this that she wanted to dress for the occasion. She went into her bedroom and about 10 minutes later she emerged in hot pants shorts that enhanced her creamy white thighs. She had chosen to leave her midrift bare and had tied a halter top across her lower chest just below her quite firm appearing breasts. She had applied a fresh coat of ruby red lipstick to her gorgeous lips, as if to enhance her wantonness or to look good for me. Her hair had been released from the bun she normally wore, and now it flowed down across her shoulders, the ends barely teasing the bottoms of her breasts. It was about all I could do to remember that this lovely creature actually belonged to my best buddy who was overseas serving his country in uniform.

I went to the kitchen and got some water glasses and poured our wine for Dinner. Jill was somewhat astonished that I had poured so much wine, but I assured her that instead of water, or Kool-Aide to drink we would drink our wine in true Jewish or Italian custom. She was very naive and had never been exposed to this sort of consumption. She took her glass of wine and quickly drank it completely down, almost gulping it. I quickly admonished her for doing this and poured her another glass of wine. She apologized, saying she did not know, and we then sat down to our evening meal. We ate and visited about her day and how she continued to miss Jim.

As we began finishing our meal, Jill's glass of wine was empty, so I got up and got the bottle to replenish her glass. So far she had drank about 3 glasses of the red stuff, to my one less than full glass. This pouring gave her nearly two quarts of it when she finished her glass this time. It was apparent that this little emancipated, married teenager had never gained any experience around alchohol. Jill had prepared some fresh grapes for fruit tonight. I could see that the wine was now affecting her balance as she arose to go and get the grapes. I stood immediately to keep her from falling down and she began to lurch forward as if to fall. I caught her just before she fell, and she wrapped her arms about my neck. I could feel her bra-less breasts as she slid against me, her arms holding me in a neck hug. I reached down and steadied her, cupping her ass cheeks with my hands to hold her against me in support. Against my will, her body warmth awakened the snake in my groin, and I could feel my cock begin to get hard as her mound of paradise rubbed against me. She apparently felt it, too. Holding her up with my arms around her, she then pulled my lips to hers as if she wanted to kiss me. I lowered my lips and they were met with her probbing tongue as if she wanted to French me. I gave in to lust at that point and soon we were attacking each others tonsils.
I could feel her hands at my belt, undoing it and unsnapping my jeans. I
answered her desires by undoing the snap on her shorts and untying the
knot on her tank top beneath her tits.
Once released, my pants began to drop down my legs of their own volition.
Jill was holding onto my neck as if she could no longer stand on her own,
and I slipped her hot pants down, and soon they were also falling of
their own free will. She was not wearing panties, and I had not put on
shorts that morning beneath my pants, so our bare skin began slipping
against each other. My now hard cock was poking at her lower belly as I
pulled back and removed her tank top.
We both pulled back and stepped out of our released clothing. Jill sighed
at wonderment at my now hard staff pointing her her nakedness. She
reached out and cupped my balls and pulled my cock to her bare pubes.
I reached out and swooped her into my arms and carried her to the couch
where I lay her on her back before laying on top of her. She opened her
legs as I slid over on top of her and in my drunkenness I began poking my
cock at her now wet sex.
She obviously was very horny in her somewhat drunken stupor. As soon as
my cock touched her hot wetness, its seepage of pre-cum began wetting her
vulva lips and her heat seemed to pull me into her hot lust. It only took
one probing and I could feel my balls slap against her anal cavity as she
seemed to suck and consume my entire babymaker into her tummy.
Jill began a ravenous surging of her tongue and mouth against my lips and
mouth.
I had released all of two months of horny passion within her as she
consumed my stiff woody into her cave of passion. I did not even consider
a condom or the fact she was not on the Pill in my drunken state of lust
with this now naked beauty that was married to my buddy.
The more I plundered into her heated depths the wilder she became. She
began to bite at my neck, scratch at my naked back and suck on my tongue
as she exploded in wanton and drunken lust against me. I reached down and
pulled at her naked ass cheeks, pulling her pubes hard against me as I
continued to piston my cock into her hot wetness. I could feel her seem
to get an explosion in her pussy almost continuously. I could feel her
juices seep down across her anal cavity from her heated depths with my
cock deep in her as I cupped her ass cheeks beneath her and poked my
fingers into her dirt path. As I bottomed out against her cervix with my
cock, I could feel the fresh wetness of her released fluids bathing my
balls as they hit her anal cavity and the ends of my fingers poking it,
fingerfucking her asshole in lust as she sqirmed in that same state of
affairs beneath me.
She did not seem to realize that it was me, not Jim, that was fucking her.
I began to realize this when she began murmuring something about making a
baby in her. At first I did not understand what she was saying, and then
it dawned on me....she and Jim had been trying to get pregnant and she
was in the throes of possibly being bred. Obviously she had never been
fucked before by anyone other than Jim and now in her drunken state, she
thought it was Jim that had his cock in her pussy.
"Fuck me, fuck me, love me, Honey," she murmured up to me as I lay my
head on her shoulder, sliding my hardness into her depths and biting her
neck to give her my mark of lust. "Give me your baby," she cried and then
I could feel the boilermaker emerge from my balls and all I could do was
to slide into her to the hilt and squirt all my babymakers deep into her
womb. She exploded once more in deep lust and wrapped her naked white
thighs across my bare buttocks, locking her ankles to hold my now
softening cock in her hot now fertilized garden.
I pulled up and looked down on her. She was a mess of wantonness, her
lipstick smeared, her hair in disarray as she lay there in perfect
contentment. I reached down and kissed her full on the lips and as I did
so, she opened her eyes. I could see a tear start to form as she then
realized that it had been me, and not Jim, fucking her. I then gently
kissed away the tear as I felt my now shrinking cock slip from the folds
of her pussy in our mixed cum fluids. She released her hold on my upper
torso and I could feel her thighs release from their locked position
across my bare ass.
I had to pee, so I pulled up and off her. She was clearly a beast of
beauty in her nakedness with my cum beginning to seep from her baby
factory to puddle beneath her bare ass.
I reached down and pulled her up to stand. She said she had to pee real
bad also, so I helped her to walk to the toilet. I sat on the toilet and
she sat on my lap facing me and soon our combined piss was pouring into
the toilet as she peed between my thighs.
We wiped ourselves dry and then went back to the living room. She
shocked me somewhat, saying that she was
grateful that we had fucked as with Jim's leaving she had developed such horniness that she was about
ready to fuck herself with a broomstick. I advised her that I had not
wanted to fuck her because Jim and I were so close friends, but perhaps
it was for the best that we did fuck, because I had gone for some time
without having sex as well and was getting rather horny. I then told her
that I did not want to fuck some woman I did not know because of my fear
of catching an STD.
It then dawned on me....we had just fucked barebacked. I advised her of
this and she just smiled, saying that there is a good possibility that
one of her eggs was meeting my fishy at this moment because tonight was
the beginning of that time of the month for her to ovulate. We stood as
we came together in an act of love and as my soaked cock slid against her
wet pubic mound, we decided that we had to do something right away so we
could do more of this. That night I did not leave her condo, and I fucked
her 4 more times, cumming in her each time as if to ensure her pregnancy by me.

The next morning we awoke naked in each other's arms. She got up and
fixed our breadfasts, got dressed and she left for work. She wanted me
to move in with her and left a key to her condo on the table, so I could
move my stuff from my apartment in here. Thank goodness I am
self-employed and had the time to take off and move my stuff.
That noon as we met for Lunch, I had already moved all my things into her
condo and advised her of this. She grabbed my hand and lovingly advised
that
she was extremely pleased with the occurrences of the night before and
was looking forward to my husbanding and possibly breeding her for the
next few months, at least. I felt like a heel, having fucked and possibly
knocked up my best friend's wife while he was off serving his country. In
a way I hoped that I had impregnated her, but if I had I don't know if
I wanted to keep this secret from him as she could always claim that the
baby "came late". Yet this little married vixen had definitely turned me
on to the point that I might want to keep her for myself and maybe create
some siblings for this first baby, if in fact she was pregnant from last
night's fucking.
That night as she returned home, I was alreading waiting for her. I had
fixed our meal of fried oysters and French fries and had chilled the wine
for our consumption. I was waiting for her in the nude because I fully
planned to fuck her before we began eating at least once.
She no more got in the door and she saw me waiting naked for her, my
cock beginning to expand into its hardness. I had seen her drive up to
put her car in the carport and I hurriedly lit the candles on the table,
to make this Dinner one to remember for her as my first Dinner after she
and I had decided to develop and consumate our love for each other. She
dropped her briefcase and began disrobing at once. As soon as she got
naked, I was containing her in my arms as I gently lowered her to the
thick carpet. Then we were fucking like there was no tomorrow and once
again I flooded her womb with my babymakers.
We then got up and after wiping the excess cum from her pussy lips and
from my now softening cock, we went to the table to eat. She sat on my
lap as we proceeded to finger our food to each other. We got all sorts
of messy from the fried oyster oil, and I learned a new "dip" for French
fries--it is called pussy juice. You stick a French fry into a hot wet
pussy and then eat it in all its sweetness. She did the same with the
pre-cum seepage from my now hard cock.
When we had finished eating, I tried to once more fuck her to give her
another load. But she stopped me, advising that she had told Robin of our
new living arrangement, and that she, Robin and Tom were coming over to
visit us that very evening.
We then dressed into a decent set of clothing and no more got dressed and
the doorbell rang. I went to open the door and there stood Robin, with
Tom coming up the walk behind her. Robin threw her arms around me and
congratulated me on becoming a new daddy....apparently Jill had told her
all about our fucking and then began bragging about how I had possibly
bred her.
Chapter Two

God made us good, or so it says in Genesis, in the Bible. Included in
that "goodness" is the ability for a man to fuck a woman and vice versa
and impregnate her. There is nothing whatsoever in the Bible that tells
that a man and woman become "one" must remain "one" for the rest of their
lives, or the next 50, 60, 70, etc., etc., years. He gave us the ability
to fuck, to fuck and make a baby, but he left it at that. Common sense
in the realm of birthing a human baby will dictate that someone has to
assist that baby to live, as unlike other forms of the animal kingdom,
babies do not have the ability to begin walking right away or to feed
themselves.
Therefore what Jill and I had done, if in fact we had done anything at
all to develop a baby in this most fertile of her ovulating period by my
shooting my cum into her womb, did little to require that we remained
faithful to each other. And with the exception of the socially
approved marriage contract between Jill and Jim, there was not really any
"call" for her not to fuck me, or anyone else. In reality, his departure
for Bush's war in Iraq amounted to little more than a case of husband
desertion if it had occurred under any other circumstance because in fact
Jim had deserted Jill, at least temporarily. Therefore her pussy had not
simply shut down, and it was only by a learned condition through societal
and/or religious dogma that she was to remain chaste for Jim while he was
over there. It was about like telling her that she was not to eat or
sleep because her husband was not with her.
At first I had a bit of "problem" in understanding this. But then my
reasoning took hold and with the aid of the alcohol that I consumed, and
the aid of alcohol Jill had consumed, one thing led to another and we
found ourselves in a compromising position where her pussy and my cock
were seeking gratification. And it just happened to be at a time that
her body was receptive to being bred. That Jim and her had been trying to
get pregnant was one thing and it was not my fault that Jim could have
had a low sperm count condition, or failed to otherwise impregnate his
wife when they had been trying for that condition. That Bush had
declared war on Saddam Hussein had no bearing on this little vixen's
tummy being receptive to my sperm.....the condition of the Iraq war only
allowed my sperm to be shot into her little basket of eggs deep in her
heated depths. And probably in the true sense of the word, Jim was very
possibly doing the same to some little WAC, WAF, or WAVE in our military
forces, if not doing his share to integrate Caucasian/Negroid blood with
some little Iraqi cutie, of which he probably would not stay over there
long enough for to be able to strut proudly about bragging about his new
fatherhood.
So clearly, Jill and I could be proud of our accomplishments of the night
before. She had wanted to get pregnant and I had been there to fertilize
her egg. That she had been too smashed to fully realize that I was not
Jim was no fault of my own. But it was very recognizable that when she
realize that it was me that had been fucking her, she did acknowledge
this and continued with our wantonness to ensure that in fact she was
being impregnated. And now she was all for our establishing our household
together as if to ensure that we would have plenty of opportunity to
establish our family, even if it meant that we might drift apart after
Jim returned from Iraq. Or because we were not "tied" to each other,
perhaps we could somehow establish a three-way where if Jim was of a low
sperm count, they could continue to fuck just for the enjoyment of it,
and she and I could fuck for the enjoyment of it AND to produce babies
to be siblings to this first baby we had just hopefully created in our
first night of fucking.
Both Robin and Jill were shining examples of God's Creation. I did not
know much about Robin, other than what I had seen of her with Tom and
many times looks can be only skin deep. But in her anxiety of Jill's
disclosure that she, Jill, may now be pregnant thanks to me, she could
hardly contain herself in front of Tom at the news of Jill's possible
pregnancy. I began to have my doubts as to whether all was well between
she and Tom in the sex department. This little fox was clearly giving me
that certain look with Tom behind her and some 10 feet away.
We adjourned to the Living Room. Tom had some drinks in a paper bag that
he started to hand to Jill, but then apparently thought better of it,
volunteering to carry them into the kitchen. Jill led him away and they
were soon out of eyeshot of Robin and I. This little minx began licking
her lips as she gazed at me, lowering her eyes to settle on my growing
cock as it began to tent my loose bermuda shorts as I observed the
absence of her pantyline in her hot pants. She wore a string type halter
across her ample breasts that had been quite well used as Tom had
previously described to me in his fucking of her tits that he seem to
enjoy so much.
But before she could do anything to satisfy her longing, Tom and
Jill came back from the kitchen with drinks for everyone. We all settled
in for a game of Monopoly.
The game started out innocent enough. But it did not take long for I and
Robin to begin to whip the daylights out of Jill and Tom. Jill was soon
broke and Tom had just a few pieces of real estate. Jill stood up and
suggested pieces of clothing to give up in lieu of bowing out of the game
altogether. Robin seemed to approve of the idea. Tom just shrugged at
this idea and I knew better than to try to interject anything as I was
trying to picture Robin slipping and sliding on my hard cock, of course
naked, or any other way that I could devise to give her some of my hot
sperm.
Amazingly, Jill began to recuperate in the game right after she lost her
blouse. But Robin was fairing badly. It was not that she was playing
with dice that would not cooperate, it was that the wine was getting to
her which caused a bit of silliness to begin. She first lost her blouse
and then her skirt, and then her bra, spilling her ample looking 36DD out
into the air for all of us to see. They were very creamy, with large
aeurols and tits that stuck out at least an inch. She wore a thong that
barely covered an obviously closely shaved pubic mound. It was about all
I could do to keep from grabbing this litte wench and slamming my
hardness into her depths, even in front of her husband.
This near nudity did not seem to faze Tom whatsoever. At first I could
not understand why it would not bother a guy to allow his wife to be
gazed at, no matter what the circumstance. Then I suddenly realized when
Tom suggested that we all disrobe, because he and Robin were active
members of the Sunny Daze Nudist Camp nearby. Jill and I had never
heard that these two were nudists until just now, but we readily disrobed
to join our new friends in the buff. In the process, Jill sat on Tom's
lap and began rubbing his now hardening cock. It did not bother me
because she was already pregnant with my baby, so I welcomed this new
movement of these two, hoping that they would stay busy enough for me to
fuck Robin.
Robin was obviously quite hammered. She had become naked in the process
of the game and she was just fucked up enough to not really care if a
dick, any dick, slipped into her hot wetness. She was begging for cock
and when she saw mine as stiff as it was, she attacked me. There was no
preliminaries with all of us already nude, and she sat on my lap with my
hardness slipping into her hot wetness in one sliding.
I began fucking in earnest, as Robin sucked on the nape of my nick in
unbridled lust. I could imagine the hickeys that were being formed as
I tried to poke a hole in her uterus with the helmet of my cock. The
wine had started to need to be released and I felt a hot wetness engulf
the base of my cock and my balls as I realized she was peeing on me in
her uncontrolled excitement. This caused me to plunder her even more as
that hot wetness seemed to flood my groin. The heat from it touched off
those little swimmers trying to get out of my scrotum, and then it
happened....I was shooting them deep into her baby-making belly.
Tom and Jill were finished fucking. Tom wanted more of Jill...it was the
first time he had ever fucked a pregnant woman, and they turned to Robin
and I and asked if Jill could stay the night with Tom at his house.
Robin and I were only too pleased approve and we saw them pick up their
clothes and head out the door. As far as we knew, they walked home to
Tom's house in the middle of the night totally naked. We really didn't
care, we were too busy trying to poke out each other's tonsils or trying
to fuck each other dry as our piss spendings, cum spendings were all
merged and mixed into a hot wetness that could only stain our bed and
make my bedroom smell like hot baby-making sex.

Chapter Three

I fucked Robin all night that night. Tom and Jill had found each other
very compatible and now that Jill was hopefully pregnant, it did not
matter that Tom's seeds, if he had any, were going to do any damage to
the baby now in her belly. And Robin had sincerely wanted me to stay with
her for the night.
The next morning as we all had bathed our cum spendings away and
assembled naked at the Breakfast table, Tom suggested that since we
seemed comfortable nude in the presence of each other that we might also
enjoy a day at the Sunny Daze camp. Jill surprised me in that she got
very excited about the idea and soon the women were packing a picnic
lunch together for our outing.
I wore a pair of boxer shorts without underwear. Tom donned a rain poncho
and was bare underneath it. The women slipped into bathing suit
cover-ups without the bathing suits underneath. We took Tom's new Dodge
van with Tom and Jill sitting in the front seats and Robin and I sharing
a seat in the back. It was not long that we were on the road but what
Robin had removed my shorts and was sitting on my lap with my hard rod
poking at her uterus deep inside her as we rode along in traffic on the
I-5 Freeway in the middle of Los Angeles. Thank God for tinted glass
windows!
Once at the Sunny Daze, Robin decidedly wanted to clean up from all the
cum I had shot into her lovely nest before we went out onto the grounds
and fixed up our picnic area. I followed her to the shower and helped
her to rinse off the cum spendings seeping from her pussy that I had
planted in her, while the others carried the blankets and ice box over
to a good picnicing area where they had set up their small travel trailer
that they used when they stayed overnight at camp. By the time Robin and I got through, they had
set up the lounge chairs and had broken open a couple of beers for
refreshments.
Upon our meeting the other two, Robin sought love in the arms of her
husband Tom and Jill responded by slipping her arm around my waist. I had
shot so much sperm into Robin that my cock remained soft. I could see Tom
begin getting hard as Robin caressed him and soon those two were fucking
right there in the park. I could easily detect as to why Robin had not
been able to get pregnant from Tom....he barely made it to the hilt in
her before he was grunting and groaning his ejaculation into her depths
--the poor girl did not even have a chance to cum, herself.
They began fighting.....Robin was definitely "pissed" at his early
ejaculation. She apparently was comparing his loving to mine that she had
been experiencing the night before and this morning. She cut short the
fight by telling him to go find someone else to fuck that he did not
obviously know how to show respect for a woman. With that, he arose and
we watched him head out across the nudist camp by himself.
This left me with two gorgeous nudist and horny women. My cock was still
at its depleted state, so rather than try to rehabilitate it, we decided
to go up to the swimming pool and get refreshed. I had never before
experienced the double fondling of two naked women in a skinnydipping
scenario before, and they made it worse by making me the sandwich
material between the two of them as white slices of bread. It was not
long before I began feeling those old familiar urges in the pit of my
stomach that I wanted to do more than just skinnydip with these two hot
women, and we soon returned to our blanket picnic area and the trailer.
Chapter 4
For all practical purposes, the rest of the day we could just as well
have remained home. Both Jill and Robin kept my cock soft and my balls
began to ache from having to produce so much cum. Tom did not return
until late and it was obvious that this machismo character hated my guts
for being able to satisfy his wife better than he could. That he hauled
us all home was a bit of a miracle, and there was no communication
between him and the rest of us as we rode in silence.
When we got home, the women came over to my house. Later that night we
saw Tom loading his van with his personal effects, and a little later we
saw him leave. We never saw him again. About a month later Robin got some
divorce papers in the mail, Tom had given up and was giving her
everything, as he was going to live with his parents back east.
It was only about a month later that the girls began to suspect something
as they both had missed their periods. A visit to the local drug store
for pregnancy testing kits revealed that my little fishies had been busy.
I and Jill were legally husband and wife, having been married in
California, secretly, so that her military benefits would not be taken.
The following weekend the 3 of us headed to Las Vegas and we
made Robin my wife, there as well. Now when the babies were born, each
would have a legal daddy. That California was a different jurisdiction
than Nevada, both marriages were clearly legal as long as the girls did
not file a complaint against me for bigamy.
We lived a very erotic lifestyle. Upon my marriage to Robin we returned
to California and I built a 20-foot high fence around the backyard of our
homes. The swimming pool of Robin's had a sunroof built over it and
sliding glass walls around it so that we could skinnydip in the winter as
well as the summer. As time progressed on, the bellys of my brides
continued to swell. Almost to the day, 9 months later, after Jill and I
had fucked that first time, our little girl, Carol, was born. A month
later my daughter, Rose, from Robin also came.
One day right after Carol was born, Jill received a visit from a couple
of Army guys in uniform. It seems as though Jim had been blown apart by
a roadside bomb as his jeep traversed a mountain road in Afghanistan
seeking terrorists that had been training in that country instead of
Iraq. There was not enough left of his body to even place in a coffin.
We managed to keep our marriage a secret, and about two months later
Jill received a check in the mail for $100,000 of life insurance that
Jim had taken out. She gave it to me and I put it into a Trust for the
babies in order that they would have a college education if at the time
they had not married and they wanted to get a college degree. Jill,
Robin, and I had already made plans for me to take their maidenheads as
soon as they reach puberty and to work on them becoming Mommies without
husbands. If they acquire a husband when they get older, they will
forfeit their share of their college money.