"That's just great – the breed 'em and leave 'em type... Typical."

Tara glanced down, seeing her favorite rabbit toy lying unused in its box. "At least you got to take a break for the day." When she raised her eyes again, she saw a card lying on the table. Striding forward, she grabbed it and read the moving company's logo and phone number. She turned it over and read:

Thanks for the fun last night. Call again anytime, Tara.

-Roy

Tara smiled. She knew she wouldn't be needing a boyfriend anytime soon, since she already had three to keep her lusts and pussy well satisfied. She stood for a moment, wondering if her vision last night was prophetic as she opened her loose fitting robe. Her belly was no different, a flat plain that could soon be sporting a growing hill. Ordering the morning-after pill wouldn't be so hard, she thought...

She strode to the counter and picked up her phone, beginning to dial the number on the card – Tara felt that some major redecorating was going to be done in her life in the next couple of weeks, and it required lots of heavy-lifting!

The End