“Nonsense, donna. I’ll be back in the states before your doctor’s appointment.”
“Really? My appointment is Friday.”
“I know. I wouldn't miss a chance to see my bambino for the first time.”
Tracy shook her head. Francis was insistent on her having a boy. She was betting that the thought of having a little girl scared the hell out of him.
“That’s great,” Tracy beamed.
“I miss you, bella,” he told her in the deepest, sexiest bedroom voice.
Tracy’s entire body heated all over, and she felt the flutter of butterflies in her tummy. “I miss you too.”
“What do you miss the most, bella?”
“I… ugh…what?” Tracy stuttered.
She was getting seriously hot and bothered. Francis had the ability to make her body react instantly.
“You heard me, donna. What do you miss the most?”
The image of her sliding up and down and rocking back and forth on his fat, heavy dick popped into her head. But before she could answer, Jack tightened into a ball and released a fart that would've made Shrek cringe.
“Tracy, did you just—”
“Noooo,” Tracy giggled. “That was Little Jack.”
“Yeah, sure, it was the bambino,” Francis teased.
“It was!” Tracy screeched.
“It’s okay, bella. I still want you, even if you pass gas like a man,” Francis joked.
“Oh, Francis. Stop it,” Tracy laughed. “It wasn't me.”
“Donna, you’d better go and check your underpants. You may have soiled yourself,” Francis spat out through laughter.
“Oh hush!”
“No, you hush, and go clean your behind.”
They were both laughing out of control when Tracy heard a knock at the door.
“Come in,” she said as she tried to catch her breath.
Tammy stepped into the room and flopped down on the couch next to Tracy.
“Tell Francis that I said hi.”
“Baby, Tammy says hello.”
“Ciao, Tammy. Bella, I have to go. I will call you soon.”
“O-okay, honey. Goodbye.”
Tracy disconnected the call and looked over at Tammy.
“What’s up?”
