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Traveling with Bryan - Chapter 4 - the unthinkable happens

... obviously did not know how to react, or what to do; so he simply watched. I turned the water on full force and adjusted the temperature. I positioned my pussy under the tub nozzle, my legs pointed towards the ceiling against the tub wall. A powerful stream of warm water flowed in and out of me, rinsing my vagina and uterus. Bryan stood silently as I tried to wash his invading sperm from my womb. I could see his penis arch up and grow in response to the actions he was witnessing. The little bastard was getting a hard-on watching my gyrations. Even with the threat of pregnancy hanging over him, he still was thinking with the 'little head'. I could not believe he could grow aroused at this moment as he watched me rinse his semen from my gaping vagina. I guess teenage boys do not think about the ramifications of their actions, huh? But just as I was getting irritated with Bryan's inability to comprehend the seriousness of our situation, I realized that as an adult, I was far more culpable than he was. I allowed my emotions and need for his closeness lead me into this crisis. No, I was in no position to criticize anyone for letting lust and emotion cloud their judgment. I quickly did a mental calculation and concluded that it had been 23 days since my last period; I should be past my fertile period, but who knew for sure? I was not very regular. But I should be starting my period in a matter of days. I should be safe... How could I have been so stupid? "Bryan, I need to go across ...

... the street and talk with the pharmacist. I will be back shortly." Bryan simply nodded as he stepped into his boxer shorts. I put on my panties, bra, pulled on my jeans and donned my t-shirt. I grabbed the room key and headed out the door. I literally ran across the parking lot towards the pharmacy across the street. I cornered the pharmacist, a kindly looking, elderly man in his mid to late 60's, and explained that I just had a condom 'rupture' during sex and was panic stricken. I tried to maintain my composure, but as I explained the 'ruptured condom' to him, without giving any indication that it was my stepson's penis that was deep inside me when the condom ruptured, I started to cry. I was after 10:00 p.m. and there was no one else other than the gentleman and myself in the pharmacy at the time He stepped from behind the counter to comfort me. He placed his arm around me as I cried, my tears soaking his shoulder. "I feel so damn stupid for letting this happen." I sobbed trying to regain my composure. The man, whose name I never got, reminded me of my own father. The fact that my own father was lying in hospital bed only served to heighten my emotional release. "Honey, this will be OK. The condom broke; they do break occasionally. We can take care of this," he said as he gently rubbed my head trying to reassure me. I will never forget his kindness. He continued, "I can fix you up with emergency contraception that is highly effective in preventing pregnancy. It is simple and ...