September 2nd 2003

Denise whimpered as she calmed down after her orgasm. Kenny chuckled as he kissed her neck and shoulder. he rolled over next to her. Denise took in a deep breath.

"Lord, Kenny." She whispered. he looked at her.

"You okay?" He asked. Denise chuckled tiredly.

"Oh yes." She said looking at him. Kenny put his hand on her belly.

"Yeah. you were loud enough." He said, "I'm surprised Marisa is still asleep. The windows were rattling." Denise laughed.
"I had good reason." She said. He smiled caressing her belly.

"You think we conceived?" He asked. Denise shrugged.

"Maybe. Maybe not." She said, "But I'm having fun trying."

"Oh yes. me too." Kenny winked, "So, Our wedding date. When do you want to do it?" Denise smiled.

"Halloween." She said. "Not this year though."

"Halloween...That might be cool." Kenny said. Denise sat up, clutching the sheet around her. She nodded.

"Totally cool." She smiled, "We could have everyone dress up in a costume. Oh! We totally need to do that." Kenny laughed.

"Maybe we will." He said. Denise kissed his shoulder softly.

"I'm enjoying this whole trying to conceive thing." She said. Kenny nodded as he caressed her hip.

"Me too." He said. Denise looked at him.

"I love you, Kenny." She said.

"I love you too." Kenny said.

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Marisa sat on the floor in the living room, screaming. Denise was in her office trying to ignore her. She didn't like temper tantrums. She didn't give Marisa what she wanted when she threw her fits. A knock came upon the door. Denise looked up to see Preston.

"Hey there." She said.

"What's Marisa's problem?" He asked. Denise shrugged.

"Something about candy." She said, "I'm trying to finish this lay up and I can't seem to do it." Preston smiled.

"I'll see if I can quiet her down so you can finish." He said.

"Oh lord. That would be great." She said. Preston nodded and walked back out into the living room. Marisa looked up at him.

"Hey there small fry." He said. Marisa extended her arms. "Do you want to go outside and play?" Marisa stopped crying and smiled.

"Pay now!" She cried. Preston chuckled as he picked up the child.

"Let's go and give Mommy some silence." Preston walked out back and put Marisa into her swing. "So your daddy an dmommy is trying to have another baby. I think that's really cool."

"High!" Marisa cried. Preston chuckled.

"All right. I'll push you higher, but I don't want you to fall out." He said.

"Fall boom." Marisa squealed.

"Yeah You'll fall and go boom on your butt." Preston said as Denise stepped out onto the porch.

"Butt!! Butt!!" Marisa cried. Denise chuckled.

"Are you teaching my daughter naughty words?" Denise asked.

"You know it." Preston winked. Denise walked out and settled herself on the bench.

"How's Whitney doing?" Denise asked. Preston grinned like a proud father.

"she's utterly wonderful." He said, "Now if you'll excuse me, Marisa and I are trying to have fun." Denise held up her hands with apologies. It was cute to see Preston and Marisa together. He was a terrific father. Whitney was one lucky little girl.

September 16th, 2003

Kenny sat at his desk. There were reports that needed to be done, but he was busy listening to his newest client, C-Bag. He was starting to get tired of gangster rap stuff, but it's what paid his bills. He shouldn't complain. Dana his secretary knocked on the door.

"Come in." He said.

"Mr. Fisher, Dirty Dawg is out there really pissed off." She said.

"Let him in please." Kenny said. "And make sure you have the cops on speed dial." Dana chuckled and nodded.

"Certainly, Mr. Fisher." She said walking out, "He will see you know." Dirty Dawg walked in. Kenny usually felt short when it came to his height, but when ever he was around Dirty Dawg, he felt like a midget. This guy was seven feet tall.

"So, Dirty, what can I do for you today?" he asked.

"I need more gigs, Man. My sales are shit." Dirty Dawg growled. Kenny nodded.

"Maybe if you didn't say you were mother Theresa trapped in a man's body on the Caroline Rhea show, you would have sold more of you are last album than you did." Kenny said.

"Oh come off it." Dirty Dawg moaned.
"Frankly, you're lucky I didn't drop you when you pulled that stunt." Kenny frowned deeply.

"You wouldn't do that would you?" he asked. Kenny nodded.

"Yes I will." Kenny leaned back in his chair, "So don't pull that shit again." Dirty Dawg nodded.

"I won't." He said.

"Promise?" Kenny said.

"Yo, K, I don't do that fruity shit." He frowned.

"Then I'll drop you." Kenny said. Dirty Dawg sighed, but then nodded.

"Yeah, I promise, okay?" He asked. Kenny smiled and nodded.

"All right. Now go have fun, but behave yourself." he said, "You represent my image too when you step out of this office."

"I understand." He said.

"Good. Leave." Kenny said. Dirty Dawg nodded and left the office. Kenny chuckled as he spun in his chair. That had been easier than he had thought it would be.

* * *

Kenny walked into the house. It was later than he told Denise it would be when he came home. Marisa would be asleep already. He looked in the living room and saw Denise laying on the couch. her long red hair was almost touching the floor.

"Hey, sleeping beauty." he said. Denise opened her eyes.

"Hey." She yawned and sat up, "How was work?"

"Oh it was okay. Dirty Dawg was being an ass but I took care of it." He smiled, "How was your day?" Denise bit her lip.

"I took a pregnancy test." She said. Kenny's eyes widened.

"You...You d-did?" he asked. Denise nodded slowly.

"Yeah. It was negative." She sighed.

"Oh..." Kenny frowned. Denise tucked some hair behind her hair.

"I really wanted it to be positive." She said softly, "I even cried."

"Oh Denise." He whispered taking her hands, "it'll happen to us soon. There's no hurry." Denise nodded sadly.

"I know, but...but I w-wanted it to be our time now." Denise whimpered. Kenny could see the tears in Denise's eyes. He pulled her close to him.

"It'll probably happen to us on our wedding night." He said.

"That's so long away." Denise whimpered.

"I know, but do you want to be waddling down the aisle nine months pregnant or slim and slender in a nice silk dress?"

"Well...You've got a point there." Denise smiled wiping her eyes, "You must think I'm a complete idiot for crying over this."

"No. you are not an idiot. You just want this as bad as I do." Kenny said. Denise nodded slowly. It broke his heart to see her so upset. Soon, he vowed, so he would get her pregnant.

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