Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... asked haltingly, turning to look at her mother-in-law.

“If you don’t, I’ll come looking for you. Of course, you can, you’re always welcomed here Lee, don’t be silly.” Annie said with a sad smile and leaned over to hug Lee warmly.

“And I dare say, I’ll be coming to your mom and dad’s house often to see you... and them... as well.” Annie added. “We’re all family now, and I have to keep tabs on my grandchild, right?” She asked and smiled.

“Yeah... there’s that too.” Lee said, smiling, halfheartedly, for the first time that day.

“I want to thank you, again, for the car, too.” You didn’t have to do that.” Lee said.

“Nonsense, it was something I wanted to do. Besides, even if Tom were still here, you would both need it. It wouldn’t do for a pregnant mother to be driving an old run-down pickup truck back and forth to work.” Annie proclaimed, still smiling.

“Well, thank you all the same. I promise I will take care of it.” Lee said almost apologetically.

They sat in silence again for a while, listening to the rain and the thunder and their own thoughts. They were joined on the porch a little later by Deeny, Yvonne and Gerald. Deeny suggested that they should be heading home, since it didn’t look like the rain was going to be letting up anytime soon.

Yvonne said that she’d drive Annie’s, now Lee’s car, since she didn’t think Lee was in the best shape to be driving at present. Everyone agreed. Lee followed Yvonne to Annie’s old car and the two got in. Deeny ...

... said her goodbyes to Annie and Gerald and followed Yvonne and Lee in Old Blue.

Gerald sat on the glider next to Annie and picked up her hand with one of his and wrapped his other arm around her shoulders. They sat there, quietly rocking, listening to the rain and thunder. Annie sobbed a couple of times, quietly, and then lay her head on Gerald’s shoulder.

“I feel like I’ve seen my son for the last time, Gerald.” Annie confessed with a quiet sob.

Gerald didn’t know what to say in response to that admission, so he simply remained quiet. He did however, squeeze her a little closer, both her hand in his, and his arm around her shoulders. And the thunder rolled.

***___***___

Later that same evening, after a very quiet and somber dinner, Lee and her mother Caroline, too, were sitting on the back porch, listening to the rain. It hadn’t stopped raining all day, at least the lightning and thunder had abated somewhat. There was only a distant rumble to be heard now and then.

Lee was curled halfway into a ball, almost in her mother’s lap. Caroline held Lee’s head and shoulders to her bosom and stroked her fingers through Lee’s hair comfortingly. Lee had finally stopped crying, but her eyes were still reddened and swollen. The sad forlorn look on Lee’s face was breaking Caroline’s heart.

“It’s going to be a boy...” Lee said softly out of nowhere.

“What was that?” Caroline asked, caught off guard as she was, she wasn’t sure she heard her daughter correctly.

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