Chapter Two:
"Uhhh!" Tim yawned.
"Ready to go to sleep Tim?" Bob asked.
"Yeah, dad." Tim answered.
Bob reached over and picked up the blanket and folded it over Tim who was just turning over.
"Sleep tight son." Bob said and he kissed Tim's forehead.
Bob walked out of the room with the candle in his right hand. He closed the door gently. But before he proceeded to join his wife in bed, he turned and opened the door to the next room.
"Go to sleep you two!" Bob said.
He then heard the scamper of two feet over the floor and the tossing of bed covers.
Bob chuckled silently to himself.
He closed the door and headed to his bedroom. He opened the door and found his wife Sue sitting up straight in the bed holding a book with a candle burning on the drawer top next to the bed.
Bob blew out the candle he was holding and set in down on the dresser.
"Are they asleep?" Mrs. Cratchit asked.
"Well, for now..." Bob replied as he sat down on his side of the bed and started untying his shoes.
Bob looked over to the other side of the room near the window. Beside it was a crib. They had placed the crib in their room.
"I still wonder why you insist on having it here." Bob said.
"Well....you never know...." Mrs. Cratchit replied.
"Ha, if we do have another one, we'll have to move!" Bob chuckled, as he threw off his shoes.
"Yeah, but don't you think about putting it up in the Attic. I like it just were it is." Mrs. Crachit answered.
Bob unbutton his shirt and belt buckle and pulled off whatever garments he had on except his boxers. With his eyes feeling heavy, he opened the covers and climbed into bed next to his wife.
Mrs. Cratchit then closed her book and set it aside, she then blew out the candle.
Darkness fell over the room and Mrs. Cratchit turned over to face her husband.
Bob reached over and they kissed.
The Cratchit household was now at peace.
Tim, Freddie and Susan Cratchit each asleep in their beds and not far out of their parents calling.
Bob and Sue Cratchit slept soundly in their beds, with their ears perked up high, listening closely to the subtle breathing of each child in the rooms across the hall.
As the night went on. Bob began to dream, about the time he and Sue became husband and wife.
*****Years Back******
"Waa...." Bob thought as he opened his eyes, closing them again just as suddenly as his eyes hit the sunlight.
"Ohh!" Bob moaned as he put his hand over his eyes to shield off the sunlight.
He breathed in the fresh air and looked around him as his eyes steadily adjusted to the sunlight.
Then his nose caught a familiar scent.
He looked down and there was Sue, by his side.
They were both naked.
He looked down at Sue and saw the beauty that her body radiated. Her black skin, her breasts and curves, her sides, her tail, and most to his surprise saw a golden ring that she now wore on her right hand.
Seeing her hand, he felt a sting of fear. He then looked at his hand at his hand and saw a golden ring which was firmly fixed around his index finger.
The reality sank in and it was true.
He wasn't dreaming, she was now his wife.
With a smile and happy thoughts filling his mind, he placed his right hand over Sue's hand which was resting on the bed.
Their rings touched.
Sue opened her eyes as his ring touched hers.
"Hmm." She sighed.
She then opened her hand up and took his hand into hers.
They squeezed their hands tightly together.
"Oh," She moaned she placed her left hand on top of her stomach.
Bob reached underneath Sue's arm and placed his left hand on top of hers.
Together they felt their baby.
After a moment, feeling rather good about himself that morning, let go of Sue's right hand and placed it between her legs, and stimulated her.
"Ahhh!" Sue whispered as the waves of pleasure empowered her.
She took then turned over and kissed Bob, putting her left hand over Bob's head.
Bob pulled the covers back over himself and his wife.
Mr. and Mrs. Bob Cratchit, wearing their golden rings, slept on into the morning.
Baby Freddie who was asleep inside Mrs. Cratchit was dreaming.
He dreamed of the day he would be born.
What his mommy and daddy would look like.
What his first word would be.
And where he would sleep next.
In the snug place of his mother's womb, he continued to dream and wait.
In the radiating sunlight coming from the bedroom window, shown down on a crib.
End of Chapter Two
"Uhhh!" Tim yawned.
"Ready to go to sleep Tim?" Bob asked.
"Yeah, dad." Tim answered.
Bob reached over and picked up the blanket and folded it over Tim who was just turning over.
"Sleep tight son." Bob said and he kissed Tim's forehead.
Bob walked out of the room with the candle in his right hand. He closed the door gently. But before he proceeded to join his wife in bed, he turned and opened the door to the next room.
"Go to sleep you two!" Bob said.
He then heard the scamper of two feet over the floor and the tossing of bed covers.
Bob chuckled silently to himself.
He closed the door and headed to his bedroom. He opened the door and found his wife Sue sitting up straight in the bed holding a book with a candle burning on the drawer top next to the bed.
Bob blew out the candle he was holding and set in down on the dresser.
"Are they asleep?" Mrs. Cratchit asked.
"Well, for now..." Bob replied as he sat down on his side of the bed and started untying his shoes.
Bob looked over to the other side of the room near the window. Beside it was a crib. They had placed the crib in their room.
"I still wonder why you insist on having it here." Bob said.
"Well....you never know...." Mrs. Cratchit replied.
"Ha, if we do have another one, we'll have to move!" Bob chuckled, as he threw off his shoes.
"Yeah, but don't you think about putting it up in the Attic. I like it just were it is." Mrs. Crachit answered.
Bob unbutton his shirt and belt buckle and pulled off whatever garments he had on except his boxers. With his eyes feeling heavy, he opened the covers and climbed into bed next to his wife.
Mrs. Cratchit then closed her book and set it aside, she then blew out the candle.
Darkness fell over the room and Mrs. Cratchit turned over to face her husband.
Bob reached over and they kissed.
The Cratchit household was now at peace.
Tim, Freddie and Susan Cratchit each asleep in their beds and not far out of their parents calling.
Bob and Sue Cratchit slept soundly in their beds, with their ears perked up high, listening closely to the subtle breathing of each child in the rooms across the hall.
As the night went on. Bob began to dream, about the time he and Sue became husband and wife.
*****Years Back******
"Waa...." Bob thought as he opened his eyes, closing them again just as suddenly as his eyes hit the sunlight.
"Ohh!" Bob moaned as he put his hand over his eyes to shield off the sunlight.
He breathed in the fresh air and looked around him as his eyes steadily adjusted to the sunlight.
Then his nose caught a familiar scent.
He looked down and there was Sue, by his side.
They were both naked.
He looked down at Sue and saw the beauty that her body radiated. Her black skin, her breasts and curves, her sides, her tail, and most to his surprise saw a golden ring that she now wore on her right hand.
Seeing her hand, he felt a sting of fear. He then looked at his hand at his hand and saw a golden ring which was firmly fixed around his index finger.
The reality sank in and it was true.
He wasn't dreaming, she was now his wife.
With a smile and happy thoughts filling his mind, he placed his right hand over Sue's hand which was resting on the bed.
Their rings touched.
Sue opened her eyes as his ring touched hers.
"Hmm." She sighed.
She then opened her hand up and took his hand into hers.
They squeezed their hands tightly together.
"Oh," She moaned she placed her left hand on top of her stomach.
Bob reached underneath Sue's arm and placed his left hand on top of hers.
Together they felt their baby.
After a moment, feeling rather good about himself that morning, let go of Sue's right hand and placed it between her legs, and stimulated her.
"Ahhh!" Sue whispered as the waves of pleasure empowered her.
She took then turned over and kissed Bob, putting her left hand over Bob's head.
Bob pulled the covers back over himself and his wife.
Mr. and Mrs. Bob Cratchit, wearing their golden rings, slept on into the morning.
Baby Freddie who was asleep inside Mrs. Cratchit was dreaming.
He dreamed of the day he would be born.
What his mommy and daddy would look like.
What his first word would be.
And where he would sleep next.
In the snug place of his mother's womb, he continued to dream and wait.
In the radiating sunlight coming from the bedroom window, shown down on a crib.
End of Chapter Two
