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  As she kissed him, she grabbed his cock and stroked it to hardness. Both of his hands grabbed her ass, picked her up and slammed her onto this dick. She cried out in pain and pleasure. He was so strong. He moved her up and down on his cock with one hand while the other played with her clit. She grabbed at his chest, scratching him. He cried out then.

  “Oh God.” Teresa called out as he continually slammed her onto his dick and played with her. She came three times in a row. As soon as the third orgasm dissipated, she got off Henry’s manhood, knelt before it and took it all the way into her mouth. She took it to the back of her throat, cutting off her air. She waited as long as she could before she passed out and pulled him out of her mouth. She gasped for air. She took her saliva and rubbed it on his dick so she could continue to stroke its hardness with her hand.

  “Fuck girl.” Henry said. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her up so he could kiss her. After a long passionate tongue dueling kiss, Henry looked in Teresa’s eyes for a moment, saw that they were so dilated, he could only see black, and then gently pushed her head back down to his groin. She deep throated him again. Henry moaned at how tight her throat was. Tighter than her pussy, not quite as soft and velvety but the tightness made up for that. He knew she couldn’t be breathing when she did this to him. So even though he was in the throes of sexual ecstasy with her, he kept watch on Teresa to make sure she didn’t pass out from lack of oxygen. In trying to please him, he knew she wouldn’t let something like breathing get in the way.

  When she gave him up from her mouth, Henry pulled her in tight to his body. The feel of her softness against his roughness was intoxicating. Her curves molded to his angles. Hearing her moan when he entered her, confirmed to him again that she was his other half. He lay down with her on top of him. As she sat up, he began to play with her nipples, already rock hard. She took one of his hands and guided it downward. He smiled at her initiative. He loved it when she took charge of her own pleasure. Her hand stayed with his as he played with her. She threw her head back as an orgasm came on her. She cried out and left that mouth, that incredible mouth wide open, taking in as much oxygen as she could. He had taken her breath away. She was panting. His chest filled with pride. He felt pretty damn good about his sexual prowess at the moment. Never had a woman reacted to him like that. He considered himself a good lover, but not that good. She brought it out in him, this sensuality that loved to run his hands all over her body, memorizing every curve and valley. Since she had begun eating, she had filled out beautifully. No longer hard planes and dry skin. She was soft and oh so luscious. She was so snuggly now. God he loved her so much.

  Teresa concentrated on moving her body around his dick. The boys liked it when she moved up and down, back and forth, sideways. When she went back and forth, she placed her hands on their abs for leverage. She was always astonished by how physically solid they both were. Rock hard. The grinding of him and Jackson inside of her wore down the years of exploitation that she had come to expect from men. She was learning a new way.

  Chapter 48

  “Well Ms. Teresa, I think what needs to happen now is for you to see a specialist up in Anchorage.” Dr. Daniel Rhodes told them.

  “The pregnancy test was inconclusive?” Teresa said very softly, almost but not quite a whisper.

  “Yes. I ran it three times and there was no conclusive answer as to whether or not you are pregnant.”

  “Does it lean toward one or the other?” Jackson asked eagerly. He really wanted Teresa to be pregnant.

  “No.”

  “Who’s this specialist?” Henry, the sheriff asked.

  “Dr. David Levine, OB/GYN. He’s one of the best in Alaska and Canada. All the celebrities call him to deliver their babies. He’s evidently comes from a very wealthy and powerful family in California.”

  “Where did he go to medical school?” Jackson asked.

  “Harvard. Residency at Brigham and Women's Hospital in Boston, Mass. Post doctorate work at John’s Hopkins.”

  “Impressive.” Jackson commented.

  “I made an appointment for you for Friday. He really is booked up this week, but I convinced his nurse to make a special slot for you because I think your case is urgent.”

  “Urgent?” the three of them said together.

  “Yes. Urgent.”

  Chapter 49

  Teresa was terrified the first time she saw him. He was at least six feet five inches. Very much in shape and gorgeous, like a model. This man would not dare to touch her. He was too good. Her brain whirled as he came over to their side of the conference table and shook hands with Jackson and Henry.

  “I think I change my mind.” she said breathlessly. “I can’t.” she kept repeating as she shook her head and looked from the doctor’s huge hands to his face. She started to try and breath deeply but it was like she couldn’t inhale to save her life.

  “Doc could you give us a few minutes?” Jackson asked the doctor. “Maybe wait in another room. I’m sorry to be …”

  “No need to be sorry. I understand. I’ll be out in the hallway.”

  “Teresa you have to calm down.” Henry was whispering to her as she was bent over in her chair still trying to get a breath. “Remember let the breath in, the fear out.” He keep repeating himself several times until he could see her breathing had somewhat calmed down. She finally sat up, tears streaming down her face.

  “Oh sweetheart.” Jackson said bringing over a box of tissues. He gently wiped the tears off her face.

  “I’m so sorry.” she said hugging herself. “I just can’t …”

  “Why can’t you?” Henry asked.

  She shook her head. Jackson tenderly pushed her hair behind her ears, so they could see her face. “He’s … too good.” she finally said. “He won’t want to touch me, let alone get inside me with those huge hands.”

  Jackson and Henry couldn’t help but chuckle.

  “He does have big hands.” Jackson agreed. “But he knows that and I am sure compensates for it. Now I know why the stars all like him. He’s fucking handsome. Does that intimidate you Teresa? How beautiful he is?”

  “Yes.” she answered honestly. “Beautiful men either ignore me or they tend to be so cruel ...”

  “Do you think we’re beautiful?” Henry interrupted her.

  “Yes.” Teresa answered without hesitation.

  “We aren’t cruel to you are we?” Jackson asked, hoping he hadn’t done something inadvertently.

  “N … n – no.” she stuttered.

  “So not all beautiful men are cruel bastards.” Henry argued. “What else is going on Teresa?”

  She went silent. It was a long five minutes before she opened her mouth again. “He reminds me of the Admiral. His looks, his body. I just – it’s eerie. What if it’s him?” she whispered, starting to panic.

  “Come here.” Jackson said like he would to a small child. He pulled her onto his lap. She buried her face in his chest. “It’s not the Admiral. The Admiral is in prison. Henry checks every month. So as of last week, he is still locked up. Dr. Levine is not the Admiral. I promise you. Do you believe me?”

  Her breathing settled down while being held by Jackson. Henry looked out the window, unable to watch the two of them being intimate.

  “Why don’t you give him a chance?” Jackson asked. “Dr. Rhodes thought you needed to see Dr. Levine. Quickly. Something is wrong with your health. It needs to be taken care. Henry and I are terrified about what could be wrong. We don’t want to lose you when you just now came into our lives.”

  “Give him a chance Teresa.” Henry backed up what Jackson was saying.

  Teresa sat up in Jackson lap. She stared at her hands for several long minutes. Jackson and Henry could almost hear the voices in her head as they argued about what to do. Teresa panicked at the sight of Dr. Levine. She couldn’t get away so she started shutting down. They had seen this before, whenever she got overwhelmed by something she considered dangerous, like the sheriff
’s gun, she fled and withdrew into her self. Usually when they were together, he left it in the pick up or at home. The one time he had forgotten, she flashed back to some horrible memory. She fled from him and locked herself in the bathroom. It took a while to get her to come back out.

  “Ok.” she finally said, raising her head up, a look of determination on her face. Henry went to get the doctor.

  Chapter 50

  Levine shook hands with all of them, saving hers for last. When he touched her, it felt like static electricity. There was some popping that went on in his nervous system. She had a good grip. Her hands were very soft. He almost blurted out to her that she was the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen, but he managed to control himself.

  He said, “Please sit down. I have some information from Dr. Rhodes here.” He opened up his tablet. “It says he has sent you for a consult regarding some issues with nausea, Ms. Teresa.”

  “Yeah – yes, sir.”

  “Why don’t you tell me what’s going on?”

  “The last two weeks, I’ve been really nausea, especially when I get up in the morning. Sometimes it’s really bad.”

  “When it’s bad is that when you vomit?”

  “Yes.”

  “Do you vomit every day?”

  “Yes. At least once, sometimes twice.”

  Dr. Levine looked down at his tablet and said, “It looks like Dr. Rhodes gave you a pregnancy test but that it was inconclusive.”

  “Yes.” Teresa said. “And I know why.”

  “Why?”

  “I can’t get pregnant. So of course the test wouldn’t say I was pregnant.” Teresa said adamantly, she maintained eye contact with this new man in her life. It took every ounce of courage she had to do so. The good doctor bore a striking resemblance to the Admiral. Whereas the Admiral was blonde and the doctor had black hair, their height was about the same. The way they moved was the same. She knew their movement had more to do with their height and build than their character, but it was ominous to her nonetheless.

  “Ok. You can’t get pregnant. Why is that?” the doctor asked as quietly as he could. He sat back in his seat, slumped down a little, trying to make himself a little smaller. Even now he could see the terror in her eyes while she looked at him. He reminded her of someone who had been inhumane and merciless to her. He hated that he reminded her of this bastard! How could anyone be cruel to anybody was beyond his ability to comprehend. How anyone could be vicious to this little slip of a woman was unfathomable to him.

  Teresa felt her body relax slightly. So could the boys. Henry had a hand on her back and Jackson had a hand on her leg. They felt the loosening of her muscles. They looked at each other confused. The doctor’s voice sounded nothing like the Admiral’s. Teresa finally felt she could breath. It wasn’t him, she told herself over and over. She figured the Admiral could change everything about his self on the outside, but wouldn’t be able to change his voice and eyes. She couldn’t clearly see his eyes from across the conference table, but rarely did the voice betray the eyes.

  “My guardian at the time,” Teresa began. “He thought it best that I never procreate. Given my … inferiorities. He said, ‘There doesn’t need to be another one like you running around-’ ”

  “What did he mean by ‘like you?’ ” Dr. Levine asked, thinking he really didn’t want to know the depths of hell this child had been through.

  “I’m sure you can tell.” Teresa said her voice trailing off, as she looked away from the doctor for the first time. She’s ashamed, Dr. Levine thought outrageously. Why did she feel guilty for this son of a bitch’s insecurities that he took out on her? “Assume I can’t tell.” the doctor said.

  “I’m ugly.” Teresa began after a pregnant pause. “Deformed. A – wh … ore. Stupid. Very stupid. Dirty.”

  “That’s enough.” The doctor interrupted her. He could tell her spirit was dying with every word she repeated. Surely she didn’t believe this bullshit? he thought. From her body language it looked like she did. She was literally folding up into a ball. The doctor guessed correctly that this was her defensive position when the bastard beat her with his fists and his words. “What did he tell you he did to sterilize you?”

  “He put an IUD inside of me. And I guess it had medication in it. I don’t remember what it was called. He said that it would burn – my uterus up. And as a result I wouldn’t be able to have any children.”

  “That’s a good reason to think you can’t be pregnant.” the doctor said. “But what I would like to do is perform some tests, take some pictures and see what is going on inside you. Do you think you could work with me on these things?”

  Teresa hesitated a moment but ultimately agreed.

  They all worked through the night. As long as Teresa had Henry or Jackson with her she was able to withstand being poked and prodded by the good doctor. Doctor Levine sent the trio home at midnight. He finished up his work around 5 in the morning. He prayed no babies came early, went home and to bed.

  Chapter 51

  “Hey man.” Jackson said hugging Henry. They were in the small café inside the bookstore. They exchanged niceties while settling in at a table with some coffee.

  “You first.” Jackson gave the floor to Henry.

  “Well not much to report. While I was reading the paper on my tablet, I was commenting on an article. God she is so smart. She knew exactly what the weakness was in each opinion. We knew she was smart. So not really new news. What was new is that she stood right next to me in order to read off my tablet. She wasn’t buzzing like a bunch of live wires. She was calm. At ease. Very loose. She didn’t touch me, but she came close to me.”

  “Not much to report my ass.” Jackson said sardonically. “That’s huge. I’ve never gotten her close to me. I’m envious.”

  “I think being a police officer helps.” Henry acknowledged, still not knowing the truth about Teresa and the police. If he did he would realize just what a big deal it was that Teresa got anywhere near him in a room. Thankfully her biggest fear, the gun, he left in the truck if he was with her. Seeing her reaction to it last time had etched it on his mind that he would never subject her to another gun in his hands ever again. He could only imagine what had happened to her with a gun. “What about you?”

  “I took her over to my place.” Jackson reported.

  “No!”

  “Yep.”

  “How did –“

  “I didn’t give her a choice. And she came in. Not overjoyed by the prospect but she did it. That was great but what I learned next was why she doesn’t want to go into our homes.”

  Jackson recounted his conversation with Teresa about the Admiral.

  “That motherfucker!” Henry said between gritted teeth. He was trying to hold his anger back at the bastard who was the cause of all this pain in Teresa’s life. “How could a man … ”

  “Who knows his pathology? It doesn’t matter anyway. He’s in prison for the next few years at least.”

  “He got off too easy.”

  “Yes he did.”

  Chapter 52

  Once again they all sat down at the conference table in Dr. Levine’s office.

  “Okay.” He took a deep breath and said, “This is what’s going on. You’re right Teresa. Your uterus has been chemically burned. 75% of it is burnt. Along with stress that’s probably why you haven’t been menstruating. That doesn’t mean however, that you haven’t been ovulating.”

  “What do you mean?” she asked, her entire body tightening with fear.

  “Your ovaries are still intact, as are your fallopian tubes. So eggs from your ovaries have been able to travel down the fallopians and into your uterus. Because of the scarring on your uterus, your eggs have never been able to latch onto it and wait to be fertilized. You would instead pass it on through your system. In spite of that, it is nearly impossible for you to become pregnant.”

  Teresa let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

  Jackso
n and Henry felt disappointment.

  “Which makes what I am about to say a miracle. You are pregnant.”

  Teresa burst into tears. No, she thought. This can’t be.

  “You said it was impossible.” she said to the doctor.

  “I said it was nearly impossible. Your fetus right now is hanging onto the 25% of your uterus that is healthy. As a fetus grows, the uterus expands to accommodate the increase in size. The healthy part of your uterus will do that as your fetus grows. The problem is that it is only 25%. It will not expand enough to contain its growth. More than likely what will happen is your uterus will rupture. You and the fetus have a very high chance of not surviving.”

  Dr. Levine gave them time to digest the information.

  Teresa laid her forehead on the table, weeping silently. The boys tried to console her. After awhile she was able to compose herself and sit up right. She wiped away her tears and blew her nose and then asked the doctor what her options were.

  “You have two choices.” Dr. Levine began. “One is to continue on with the pregnancy but more than likely what will happen is you’ll lose the baby and possibly your own life. Two you can have an abortion, which is what I suggest. That way your life is not at risk.”

  Teresa looked away from the doctor. She didn’t know what to do. She knew the boys wanted this baby. Neither one of them had children. And if there was a chance she could deliver a healthy baby, it was the least she could do for all they had done for her. At the same time she was afraid. Afraid of dying. Afraid of living. She couldn’t be a mother. She didn’t know how to be a mother. If by some miracle, she managed to have this baby, she would leave it with the boys and get as far as possible from them and the baby. That way she couldn’t hurt it in any way. She couldn’t corrupt it in any way. She couldn’t fail to be a good mother.