Episode 17 – Greetings From Loachtown

*Ronald gazes at the ooze from the sperm of ten men leaking from her raw vagina*

*She cries out*

its ok baby, I’m here.

*She screams*

*Ronald tries to comfort her by holding her close*

*He cries*

*She sleeps*

*he watches over her all night*

*She stirs*

*two days go by and Robert and Sam are watching the news*

*She listens*

News: late last night in Fremont a housefire caused the death of nearly a dozen occupants rumored to be associated with the Red Wings bikers gang, police are investigating the matter.

*She listens quietly*

Hmmm wonder what that’s all about..

*She looks at him*

what?

*She shrugs*

Oh… I wonder if it was those guys who hurt you?

*She looks down*

I guess we don’t have to worry about those guys now.

*She nods*

they were probably playing with matches!

*She chuckles*

I love you to DEATH my angel, no one will ever hurt you again and get away with it.

*She smiles*

Unless you want them to. *He laughs*

*She laughs*

Do you feel better? Safer now?

*She nods*

Now that you are on maternity leave I miss you coming home dirty for me.

*She blushes*

Maybe you can arrange something?

*She giggles*

Maybe I can arrange something.

*She smirks*

is that a yes?

*She nods*

Sweet!

*She grins*

Oh! I forgot to tell you.

*She raises an eyebrow*

I saw Tommy Mason

*She gasps*

He ask about you. like are you ok…

*She rolls her eyes*

we talked a bit and i told him…

*She interrupts*

what?

*Sam speaks* Sam: Please don’t let that get blown out of porportion.

Tommy is not a cliet. I understand that situation. He is not a stranger, I understand that situation. I understand the Jake thing, I understood the Lucas thing until he faield to protect you from more of a beating than was expected. Just know that I am very proud of you. I am not upset with you. He and I had a rivalry back in the day and he is fucking with my shit.

*She smirks*

You said you have seen him lately, he can’t be the father, I am strangely Ok with you being in love with him. But If he comes near my son. I’m just saying.

*She nods*

You’ll be sharing stories and making y life whole again for the forseeable future. So I don’t need to know about Tommy and you in the past yet, just now and in the future but…

*She nods waiting for the rest*

Is there anyone who I know, used to know, work with used to work with – Hell let’s keep it simple. Who have you had sex with that I have ever seen face to face?

*Sam speaks* Jake, Tommy, I think you met Malibu once, If I remeber any more ofthem that you might have some sort of familiarity with, I will tell you immediately. But other than Tommy, I’m pretty sure that the men who came inside me during the time our son could have been concieved… were strangers to both of us.

And just to make 100% sure – you did NOT fuck my cousin?

*She shakes her head* He was dying to fuck me Ronny, I think I didn’t let him because he was your blood and he had no game, and I actually get off on booze breath, but that dude’s breath was like a week gone dead animal.

ok then I otherwise don’t care who it is. I love you both with all my heart.

*She kisses him*

mmmmm

*She moans*

How do you feel about changing to a quieter life until the baby comes?

*She nods*

You getting bored sounds like a scary thing!

*She smiles*

Day Month Date Year

*two weeks later Ronald and Sam are watching the news*

*She listens attentively*

News: This just in. Former Fremont high school MVP quarterback “touchdown” Tommy Mason was killed in an explosion at a worksite. The All Star stand-out was 52…

*She looks at Ronald*

wow how very unfortunate for him.

*She nods*

I am so sorry for your loss.

*She shrugs*

I know you were in love with him.

*She nods slowly* I was with him a couple of times since you and I yalked about him. Stories for another time please?

*he nods*

*Sam has a look of grief* It’s sad anytime anyone you know dies. His poor wife.

Maybe he was playing with matches.

*She stifles a chuckle.

Are you crushed and heart-broken over Tommy’s death Sam?

*She thinks*

Tell the truth

*She hesitates* May I use a get out of jail free card and make this a story for another time?

*he nods*

*She looks at him relieved*

Well now I dont have to worry about it if it is his baby.

*She looks away*

Lying snake.

*She stays quiet*

Do you have any thoughts who might be the father other than random slobs and pathetic bums that you whore yoursellf out to, my love?

*She recalls* You know there was this one guy Larry I saw a couple of times, treated me like a queen, he had to be 400 pounds, The only way we could do it was me on top. Now stay with me babe. Sometimes when the guys cum is super hot, I can feel it inside me. But this guys stuff was voluminous, when he let himself cum he just continuously pumped load after load after load. It was the first and only times I could feel like I was full. Ya know? And remarkably, He had a very rare abilty to fuck me, then recover and then do it again, like for times in an hour and a half. He was hung, and I feel like it went in deep inside me and stayed there.

What was going through your mind while this big fat tub of blubber was screwing you?

*she thinks* Well I was totally humiliated which means I was hot for it. I thought he must be very happy to have me and will never forget me.

Holy fuck that’s hot!

*she smiles* You know babe, I fought this shit you’ve been trying to sell me for weeks, but now I get seriously aroused telling you everything.

We found out we were pregnant six weeks ago, the window of when you got knocked up was – for easy analysis , lets just say all of May. ok?

*She nods silently*

Do you know exactly what I do for a living?

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*She shakes her head*

Do you know I have money and don’t ever ask you for any?

*She nods silently*

I am an accounting systems analyst. I am all about numbers

*She looks at him*

So our baby made his presence known six weeks ago and he was conceived in May. agreed?

*She nods silently*

So is it fair to say you had intercourse with around 100 men in May?

*She doesn’t answer*

200 men?

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*She doesn’t move*

That would tear you up, for analysis purposes, we’ll say 100 men.

*She breaks her silence* probal around 50 times having cum inside, and probably 30 men.

thats really only about one a day.

*Sam helps with the research. * What we want to know is how many men could be the father, not how many times I got fucked. Two very different numbers babe.

Now one of those lucky guys is me. right?

*She looks down*

One thing to think about you that has always kept us together is that you have never turned me down for sex. ever.

*She nods slightly*

I assume that these other men in May were all clients? Yes?

*She doesn’t reply*

Let’s say we had sex 20 times in May… did anyone fuck you more times than me?

*She nods*

First thing Sam…

*She turns around*

You are withholding information which you promised you wouldn’t do.

*She looks at him*

second of all i am asking to come up with a ball park percentage that it is my baby… do you understand?

*She nods*

Forget the clients, I have already accepted that.

*She looks at him*

Are you having an affair regularly, and during May?

*She can’t contain it anymore* I don’t want to keep remind you of Tommy. He’s dead and he’s been married to his wife a long time and they have no children, so it’s probably not him.

You’re right. Sorry.

*she smiles*

Oh and this is mathematically and logically critical…

*She listens*

Do you have sex with other men regardless of the timing of your menstrual cycle?

*She hangs her head* Some guys want that.

I love it when we make love on your period

*She smirks* I know.

So a fifty guys, one is me, and I have sex with you twenty times more frequently than your one night standers.

*She nods*

if you are having a recurring affair it skews the total, but there is a mathematic that the odds of my being the father are 27% higher than any of the other candidates, and equal to any regular lover you might be having an affair with, unless he gets to fuck you more than I do, which would be a huge problem. understand?

*She nods*

ok just a few more points and then I’ll give you some peace for a couple of days ok?

*She looks at him eagerly* Ok!

Samantha Rowland Hawkins….

*She looks at him*

Are you going to love your baby?

*She hesitates*

Can you be a nurturing, caring attentive mother?

*She thinks* I suppose I don’t know yet.

Does it matter at all to you who the father is?

*She nods* Yes it matters because I want it to be yours.

*he smiles*

*she nods* I haven’t thought about it until right now but..

*he squints* but what?

*she blushes* Only a small number of the guys that screwed me were white.

*he shrugs* So?

*Day Month Date Year

*Ronald and Sam wake up in the morning in each other’s arms.

*She stretches*

My God you are beautiful.

*She smiles*

*Ronald, arm around his wife stares at the ceiling fan feeling contemplative*

*She sits up and rubs her eyes*

I heard Tommy Mason is a pilot for the Airliners.

*She listens*

I’m in pretty good shape, don’t you think?

*She nods*

Have you seen Tommy lately?

*She nods*

I wish I was as jacked as that guy.

*She nods in agreement*

When was the last time you saw Tommy?

*she thinks*

This year?

*She nods*

have you seen him in the last few months?

*She nods*

Uh Oh! *Ronald smiles* have you seen him in the last few weeks?

*She nods*

Back in the day didn’t he dump you?

*She nods*

And you feel brokenhearted about that.

*she nods*

His loss.

*she looks at him*

Well now, does it suck not being in love with someone these days?

*She thinks*

Oh no! *Ronald laughs* who are you in love with now??

*She blushes*

If I guess will you tell me?

*She nods*

I have two guesses.

*She listens*

Gino at the bank, or Malibu Bruce the biker.

*She laughs*

No on both?

*She nods*

Ok I give up, just give me a first name.

*She hesitates*

Say it for us Sam.

*She whispers* “Tommy”

That fucker! *Ronald laughs* Well Sammi, a deal’s a deal. As long as you come home to bed with me every night, and continue giving me the time with you that we have now. You are willing to tell me every detail of your affairs…and nothing else changes….. Do what you want with your time, be rid of anxiety, and feel freedom from your web of lies. *Ronald smiles reassuringly*

*She nods and smiles*

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