September 16th, 2009

A new school year had started and both Ireland and Lyric started fifth grade. They both loved it and loved being in the same class. Sailor was also in school. It was a little hard to put her in preschool but it was what she wanted. Now, Daisy was the last one at home. It was bittersweet really. She was nearly a year old and she would be going to school before Randi knew it. That frightened her.

"Great, thank you, Jean Paul. We'll be there with bells on. I promise" She smiled hanging up the phone. Dave glanced at her.

"Where are we going?" He asked.

"How would you like to have Christmas in Paris this year?" She asked. Dave nodded.

"That would be great." Dave smiled, "You have a show?"

"Yeah I do. There is this huge fashion show there and I'm the guest of honour." She said smiling proudly, "It'll be a week there."

"Great. Drew can run the clinic himself while I'm gone." He said.

"I think that's a great idea." Randi said. "Oh, Skater Magazine wants to interview Sailor, but I told them they need to wait."

"How much of an interview can they get from a three year old?"

"That's what I said." She laughed as she sat on Dave's lap.

"Well hello there, little lady." He smiled at her. Randi puckered her lips playfully. It took every will in Dave's body not to grab and kiss her.

"Hi." Randi winked. "Daisy is asleep. You're on your break. I'm on my break. We have some free time." Dave arched his eyebrow.

"Free time to do what?" He asked. Randi leaned over showing him her cleavage.

"Oh I think you know." She whispered in his ear. Dave shivered.

"Mmmm yeah I know." He said looking around him. "How about you take some dictation on the desk right over there?" Dave suggested to her. Randi smiled as she slid off of his lap.

"I would love to. Dr. Malucci." She picked up the laptop and set it on the shelf. Sex wasn't worth breaking her new laptop. She the swept everything else onto the floor. Dave burst into laughter.

"Lord woman. You're cleaning that up afterwards." He said.

"Whatever." She winked at him playfully. Dave locked the office door and walked over to the desk. Randi looked so hot sitting there in a clingy dress. His hand went up her smooth leg. She must have just waxed. Dave grinned at Randi brightly. He was already getting excited.

"You're so god damn gorgeous." He said lifting her dress up to around her waist. God she looked so amazing for having four children. She was wearing her silky black thong underwear.

"You're not half bad yourself either." Randi giggled as she lifted her hips up. Dave slipped his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and slowly slid them off. He threw them to the floor and smiled softly. "You need to get your pants off."

"Yes, Ma'am." He said unbuckling his pants. Dave winked and pulled them down exposing his large erection. Randi giggled with a growl, "Are you laughing at my penis?" She shook her head.

"We've never had sex on the desk have we?" She asked.

"I don't think so." He said. "We've had sex in too many places for me to remember. We had sex on the admit desk at work."

"I remember." Randi said as Dave walked closer to her. He slipped his arm around her waist.

"I love you, Randi." He said pushing himself against her.

"God…Love you too." Randi shuddered feeling him fill her. She would never ever get tired of feeling Dave inside of her They would be old and grey and he would still be turning her on.

September 30th, 2009

Dave watched Daisy as she slept in her crib. She would be a year old in a couple of weeks and she was already amazing him every day. She was walking and talking. She was remarkable.

"She's cute isn't she?" Dave turned around to see Charles standing in the doorway. Dave stood up.

"What?" Dave asked.

"My daughter. She's cute, huh?" Charles asked walking up to the crib. Dave pushed him.

"She's my daughter. Don't you dare go near her." Dave snarled.

"Excuse me?" Charles frowned. "What kind of drugs are you on? She's mine. She has been since fertilization." Dave shook his head.

"You're a crazy bastard." Dave growled.

"Daddy?" Ireland stepped into the room.

"Ireland, go call the police." Dave said. She looked at him.

"Daddy, who is this man?" She asked.

"It's okay Gracie." Charles said picking Daisy up out of the crib, "Take Chrissy downstairs." Ireland took Daisy out of the room.

"What the fuck is going on?" Dave asked.

"You met a couple of my kids. I have two others, Avalon and Abigail." Charles said, "My wife is expecting our first son."

"You're lying." Dave growled leaving the room and stalking down the stairs. Randi glanced up at him. She was nearly nine months pregnant from the look of it.

"May I help you?" She looked at him.

"Where are the girls?" Dave asked him. Randi hauled herself up.

"Charlie, who is this man?" Randi asked him. Dave gasped.

"It's me, Randi. God damn it." He cried, "I'm your husband."

"No you're not." She said. Dave stalked up to her and grabbed her arms.

"It's me, Randi!!" He cried.

"Let go of me!!" Randi cried, "Charlie!!" Charles grabbed Dave.

"Don't you ever touch my wife you prick." He growled.

"She's not your fucking wife, Charles!!!" Dave yelled.

"Oh god…" Randi clutched her stomach in pain. "Oh god."

"Are you okay?" Charles ran over to her.

"The baby…s-something's wrong…" She moaned. Dave stared at her.

"I'm a doctor." He whispered. Charles looked at him.

"Then help her!" Charles cried. Dave stared at Randi. He could see in her eyes that Randi had no clue who he was. He ran over to Randi and helped her to the floor. "Will she be okay?"

"I don't know." Dave whispered. As if in an instant, Randi was screaming and Dave was holding a baby boy. Charles took him and handed him to Randi.

"Oh Charlie." She whispered looking at the baby, "he's so gorgeous."

"He looks exactly like you, Randi." Charles grinned.

"Let's name him Riley." Randi said.

"Th-That's my middle name, Randi." Dave whispered looking at her. Charles, Randi, and the four girls ignored him as they looked at the new baby; "You guys belong with me not him."

"Riley has Avalon's nose, Sweetie." Charles chuckled.

"H-Her name is Lyric." Dave said.

* * *

"Christ, Dave. Wake up." Randi shook Dave awake, "Wake up, Dave." Dave opened his eyes and looked at Randi.

"Randi?" He whispered.

"Yeah. It's me. Where you having a bad dream again because you were screaming out Lyric's name." She said to him. Dave sat up running his hands through his wet hair. He nodded.

"Yeah you were." He said with a sigh, "You were pregnant."

"Lord, that is a nightmare." She chuckled. "What was it about?"

"You had a family with Charles and the girls had new names not their real names and you didn't know me. I helped you give birth to his son." He said. Randi sighed deeply and kissed his cheek.

"It was just a dream, Dave." She said, "I will never ever have Charles' children. He won't be out of jail any time soon."

"Yeah…I know that…I guess…Maybe" Dave said and lay back down. "You want more kids right, Randi?" Randi smiled and lay back down next to him. She kissed his shoulder, still feeling his body shake slightly.

"Of course. We're trying until we get a boy." Randi smiled. "Maybe that dream means we'll have a boy next time."

"Yeah, maybe." He sighed, "I'm sorry for waking you, Randi." Randi cuddled into Dave.

"It's all right." She said softly, "I love you and I will always love you." Dave smiled. Hearing that always cheered him up even from these horrible nightmares. When would they stop?

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