This will wrap up my story, I want to thank all you who read it and left comments. I have a couple of ideas for other story's and will post them if I can get "all my ducky's in a row". (big smile) At my age that is sometimes hard to do. Thank you again.

Chapter 22

5 Years Later

Sara stayed true to her word, although she longed to have another child she did as Gil asked.

She swore Tasha, Tabby and Sammie to secrecy when she had accidentally let out that if AJ was not a boy she would not stop.

"How could you have managed that?" Sammie asks, "Harvey knows when my cycles are better then I do."

Sara smiled, "Mine are not regular, remember." Tabby laughed, she had often envied Sara, "I do now, I remember that year you went 4 months without one, we all swore you were pregnant."

"Well all that is a moot point," Sara said dressing her son for his first day of kindergarten.

Sara did not keep many secrets from Gil, but she did have two. He never found out that she knew how she got her position at the lab and she never told him AJ was her favorite.

"I know you are not supposed to have favorites," she told Tabby.

"But he is," Tabby said smiling.

The words Harvey uttered the day AJ was born could not have been truer, AJ WAS a mini Gil. He looked just like his father, his mannerisms were the same he even was developing a love for bugs.

AJ would fallow Gil around and copy every thing his father did or said, Sara would smile at her two men.

Gil once made the remark that he should call him SHADOW instead of Grasshopper.

Sammie and Harvey have two children, a boy they named Logan and a girl they named Rebecca.

Logan was AJ's age and they were the best of friends. The boys are excited because they will be in the same kindergarten class.

Rebecca was born just before Tasha and Danny's little girl, Anna Bell.

Anna Bell was born just six months before Bo and Tabby's little girl, Nancy.

Rebecca, Anna Bell and Nancy are all three this year, they go to "pretend" school - well daycare to be exact.

As Sara and Sammie are getting the boys ready Tabby and Tasha are comparing belly's, they are both into their sixth month and will both have sons.

"Dakota will be bigger I think," Tabby says touching her belly.

"I don't know about that," Tasha says, "Elijah grown a lot this last month."

Gil comes in the door, he volunteered to take the bigger girls to school and drop they little ones at daycare. "After all, we do have the van," he has told them.

"How did things go?" Sara asked him.

"Amy still can't figure out why Kitten is one grade ahead of her even though she is three years younger," Gil says picking up his son.

Sara and Gil had decided to have Casandra's IQ tested. Her scores classified her as "Gifted", at 7 years of age she was starting the 5th grade.

Amy was 9 now and this was her first day in 4th grade, she was very jealous of Kitten.

Abby, 8 now, really did not care - "If I get stuck I can always ask Kitten," she had said one time.

Gil and Sara wanted Casandra to have as normal a childhood as possible but her classes soon boarded her and she would get into trouble.

It was then that they decided she was not a normal 7 year old and allowed the school to test her and place her where she fit in academically.

"So, Grasshopper," Gil asked his boy, "You ready for school?" "Yep," he said. Gil kissed him and handed him to his mother.

"Let's go little man," Sara said.

Everyone left, Gil sat on the porch with Hank curled up at his feet.

He let out a deep sigh, "How could life be any better."

Sara came back from dropping AJ at school, her eyes were all red. Gil chuckled and he pulled her into his arms, "Momma's little boy is a man."

"It is not funny," she said, "Now I have nothing to do on my days off."

Sara's days off had been spent with AJ.

Gil looked at her and grinned, "Let me see, empty house, sexy wife …"

"Horny husband," Sara said kissing him. "Not 'horny'," Gil said, "Just a man who loves his wife and enjoys showing her."

Sara kissed him and headed for the bedroom, Gil was right behind her.

She laughed as he caught up with her, then she nodded toward the bed. Gil sat down and she seductively removed her clothing.

Gil tossed his and grabbed her, his lips found hers as he lay her on the bed.

Tongues danced around each other as his hands found intimate places on her body that their years together taught him brought her the most pleasure.

Gil moved to her breasts, even after four baby's they were still just as firm as when they first made love.

Eagerly he pulled a nipple in and sucked it as his hands moved down to her womanhood.

His fingers caressed her button and played with her lips.

She moaned loudly as he put his fingers inside her and swiftly moved them in and out.

He removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, her juices filled him as she reached her climax.

He moved atop her and entered her. Her canal was wet and throbbing as it seemed to caress his manhood.

Soft moans and gently thrusts were soon replaced by shrills of passion.

Each inward thrust set waves of pleasure through her whole body.

As his climax neared Gil's body was experiencing the same waves of pleasure, his thrusts were no longer slow he was fast losing control as he slammed himself into her.

He called her name as he released himself inside her, strength drained he lay with his head on her chest.

Beads of perspiration were falling onto her, his hot breath blowing on her. He was finally able to move from her and envelope her in his arms.

"Still not sure what to do with your days off?" he asked her when he was able to catch his breath.

Sara smiled, "Nope."

Sara lay nestled in his arms, her head on his chest, her comfy place she had referred to it as.

Gil soon heard her breathing become shallow and even, she had fallen asleep.

Gil kissed the top of her head, he thought to himself, they had been married for ten years now, she had given him four beautiful children, she was all he could ever want in a friend and a lover, she was (in his opinion) the perfect mother and wife. Each day he spent with her he found himself in the same place - a state of pure ecstasy.

THE END