Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 8:44:01 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 8:44:31 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 8:46:47 PM)
*dalton looked tired as he gazed at dama The limmo driver dropped off there bags and they had SOOOO many more bags and luggage then what they left with.. Some where gifts others where damas new wardrobe and stuff for honor.. Honor was half asleep.. And dalton picked him up in his arms the guy brought the bags in the front door for them filling the place up with luggage and bags and stuff before heading out..*

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 8:52:42 PM)
*Without a doubt the vacation had been needful, an escape from this city to another had done they all well in forgetting the constant drama here. Lazily Dama shared a smile with Dalton on the way home. She too was exhausted though it seemed to linger no matter the amount of sleep had. And this evening she faired better in energy, yet that exhaustion still clung to her. When they wandered inside, she kissed Honor’s forehead and slipped off his shoes. He looked so small in his fathers arms...one day he was going to be -strong- just like Dalton. She smiled once more and gazed into Dalton's eyes* Can we worry about most of the luggage tomorrow? I can bring up the ones we'll need for the evening, while you get him off into bed?

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 8:54:09 PM)
No don't bring them up.. just lock the door.. *He craddled his son in his arms and the boy rested his little head on his fathers shoulder closeing his eyes*lets put our son to bed.. and relax?

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 8:57:28 PM)
*Latching and turning the locks she smoothed a hand over Dalton's back, and whispered* That's sounds perfect to me. *when they were all prepared for the climb upstairs, Dama wandered up after Dalton, catching sight of Honor's little feet bouncing with each step taken. One day soon those little feet would be much more than they were now. Minding her thoughts Dama sauntered off down the hallway, leaving Dalton to see that Honor was taken into his bedroom*

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 8:59:16 PM)
*He moved to place his son in the bed.. Pulling the boys jacket off but letting him sleep in his travle clothes as he pulled the blanket and sheet over him.. he leaned down and kissed the boys forhead and whispered*sleep tight my little man.. *Then he got up and moved into his room*

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:02:53 PM)
*Dama had already hung up her expensive blazer into the walk-in well before Dalton arrived into the bedroom. With a garceful sway of her hips the Kinfolk had moved into the bathroom, removed her blouse and cleaned her face as well as teeth in preparing for bed. When that task was completed she took a long gaze at herself in the mirror. Why did she feel so exhausted? Had she taken ill?*

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:03:22 PM)
*Dalton moved to the closet and hung up his coat*

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:03:28 PM)
(you could always ask a st lol)

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:03:45 PM)
(LOL scary bunnie perhaps)

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:04:01 PM)
(Lemme see :P )

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:05:57 PM)
(Asking now about a roll)

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:06:19 PM)
(abnout a roll?)

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:06:26 PM)
(what about a pregnancy test?)

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:06:41 PM)
(We been tryin to get pregnant why wouldnt you have pregnancy tests?)

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:06:42 PM)
(We'll do that next if I fail a roll ;) )

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:06:57 PM)
(True. One moment)

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:08:23 PM)
(Working on a post)

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:08:34 PM)
(ok)

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:15:04 PM)
*Gently a few digits poked at each cheek, pressing a line that followed the socket. The skin still flushed up nicely, normal. Those orbs that stared out at her didn't at all appear hallow, lifeless. Wouldn't they appear that way if she were gravely ill? Leaning away from the sink the bra was slipped out of, and the breasts checked for lumps. Nothing. Her skirt was unzipped next, it pooled at her feet and was stepped out of. She pressed at her abdomen, pondering the -why- of her exhaustion when something struck her. Reaching into the medicine cabinet, Dama grabbed an pregnancy test to make use of. Business complete, she covered the test end, washed up her hands and waited…in absolute nakedness to see if the test confirmed her suspicion.*

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:16:31 PM)
*Dalton was in the bedroom.. he could hear her messin around in the bathroom so he removed his clothes in the bed room and pulled on his pajama pants.. He grabbed his thick red robe pulling it on him*

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:20:11 PM)
*To remain occupied in the bath room while the test worked its magic, she picked up the clothing and saw that they made it into the hamper. With a bit more waiting her fluffy bathroom was shrugged into from the back of the bathroom door. She brushed out her hair then held a breath then checked the test. It was faint…oh so faint yet the result was there. Staring at the symbols for Gaia only knows how long, she carefully placed the tester into a pocket on the robe and moved out of the bathroom*

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:24:13 PM)
*He looked towards the bathroom as she was comming out* you allright dama? You normaly don't take so long

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:27:20 PM)
*Despite the incredible joy burning up her belly Dama was calm, the woman settled down onto the bed and smiled* I'm just fine. *she patted the spot on the bed next to her* Come sit down a moment. Please.

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:31:30 PM)
*He moved towards her and sat beside her on the bed then asked* is this about your over whelming erge to dominate a fostern in the bedroom? *grins impishly*

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:36:15 PM)
Hmm. That thought had crossed my mind, yes. *she grinned* Though I might have something that will distract us from that...at least for a moment. *pulling the positive pregnancy test out from her pocket it was offered up for his study* The credibility of this test could be argued at length though I think the accuracy in this instance stands irrefutable, and true. Having been through this circumstance before, and knowing my body as I do, I would like to announce that Honor is going to have a sibling. And that Twist the Truth-ryha, my beloved mate Dalton, will be a father…again.

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:38:05 PM)
*He looked down at the stick then grinned impishly looking at dama..He held it up*did you pee on my ipod? *Obviously joking but trying to catch her off guard.. with her being soo excited had she accidently peed on his ipod? Does she look to make sure?*

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:38:07 PM)
(LOL)

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:38:40 PM)
(*chuckles!*)

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:40:59 PM)
*Instantly that wheel spun within her head. No...no ipod had come into contact with her that belonged solely to him. Suddendly she burst into laughter and rubbed at the tops of her thighs through the robe* You got me. So I should likely schedule a doctors visit soon. Make sure that the test isn't pulling a fast one on us.

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:42:25 PM)
*He chuckled* I got a doctor for you to see. *he grinned*ill make the appointment.. I am so excited.. Fuckin hell another baby.. hope the lil one gets mamas looks.

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:43:59 PM)
Oh stop. *softly she chuckled* Another baby...with you. *leaning into his side she wrapped both arms around him* Gods, Dalton. Thank you. I'm -so- happy.

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:45:12 PM)
Don't thank me.. i enjoyed every moment of it.. Thank grandfather thunder for blessing our family with another addition to it.. *He pulled her in close rubbing her back*I hope the baby has your looks is all im sayin poor thing dun wanna wind up with my mug..*chuckles*

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:48:46 PM)
You are handsome, Dalton. I can see much of you in Honor's face. *her chin tucked over a shoulder, remaining there while she tightened the hold on her mate. They were pregnant...again.* Thank you grandfather thunder for your blessing to our family. *whispering softly her lips curved into a smile* Thank you.

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:49:50 PM)
*He smiled brightly and held her lovingly to him.. He kissed the top of her head* we soo need to celbrate ya know?

Dama Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:52:34 PM)
Should we dance about naked? I'll have to skip on the account of my near exhaustion, and concern over the bounce of my breasts. *she pulled back wearing a smile, lifting a hand to stroke through his hair* Yes...we need to mark this moment. Any suggestions?

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 9:53:46 PM)
Yeah i suggest with some naughty sex acts.. *grins*

Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 10:34:49 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Nov 14, 2010 11:06:32 PM)
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