Continue along the jogging path.

Continue along the jogging path, a place will present itself.

“Why don’t we just keep going along the path?” I said after a moment of thought. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to be alone with her, far from it in fact. It was more a fact that while I was sitting there waiting for her to come out of the bathroom, I got the strange feeling that I was being watched even though looking around there wasn’t anyone around.

“Are you sure?” She asked looking at the concerned look on my face. “Cause I’d rather just relax.” She said taking the bottle of soda.

“I know, it’s just weird.” I said.

“What is?” She asked with a grunt rubbing her belly and sitting next to me.

“I just got the feeling I’m being watched.” I said after a moment.

“We probably are.” She said after a moment of rubbing her side and belly, than getting up and looking around by spinning. “Jackasses group has been really trying to find out where I am living, but they ain’t gonna.” She said defiantly.

“Really. You’re that well-hidden?” I asked.

“Maybe.” She answered. “I’ve taken precautions.”

“See.” I said getting to my feet and pacing just a bit. “That’s what I don’t understand. Why do you have to hide from this group?” I asked.

“Because if they find me before the divorce is finalized, then they can **** me into what they call marriage counseling, and since I have no rights in their” She paused as she circled me for a moment then continued. “Religion.” She said using air quotes. “I can’t leave.

“But isn’t that ****?” I asked.

“If they try to grab me from here, yes, cause I can scream and protest and someone might see. Unfortunately, according to them and the law, my husband can’t kidnap me, as long as I go willingly. So if they grab me from my house in the middle of the night, then they can say I went willingly and would be able to keep me there. Since I can’t get divorced while I’m knocked up with his child all they have to do is keep me there for as long as it takes me to get pregnant again.” She said moving slowly to each of the four directions around us studying anything unusual.

“They’d go through that much trouble?” I asked

“How do you think I got this one?” She said pointing at her belly which moved under her hands. “So until this one comes out and I can start divorce proceedings, I have no alternative but to keep hiding from them.” She looked around once again spotting a particular large shadow on the far side of the park. “That doesn’t mean they don’t keep trying!” She shouted lifting her shirt and flashing the area she was looking at.

“I think that was a stand of trees, but feel better?” I asked coming over to her as she gave her tits a violent shake.

“Well, maybe it is, maybe it isn’t.” She said turning back to me without putting her shirt back down and slamming headlong into me with them. “And yes, I do feel better. Sorry.” She said standing with her tits and belly pressed against me.

“Maybe we should just continue walking.” I said with a chuckle as I reached up and pulled her shirt back down. Her tits were heavy and swollen with milk but retained the perkiness that I remembered from our younger days. It took all my all my strength to not simply grab them at that moment and begin sucking them dry.

“Well not too fast.” She said following me as I walked up to the front of the park where the path and jogging path met. “My belly band was part of my underwear, so right now there’s no support for running.” She said rubbing her belly.

“Well, why don’t we get out of here then?” I asked as we came over the hill and could see the parking lot.

“I don’t know.” She said, “If they’re following me, I don’t want to get you involved. It’d be safer if we stayed here.” She grunted rubbing her belly again.

As I turned, I noticed that she hadn’t pulled her shirt all the way down over her belly, which was suddenly tightening under her hands. “Are you okay?” I asked.

“It’s nothing.” She hisses through gritted teeth forcing herself to continue moving even though I was now stopped.

“It’s not nothing.” I said grabbing her by the arm as she tried to push past me and keep walking. “What’s going on?” I asked forcing her to stop walking.

“It’s just.” She grunted tensing against my hands then suddenly relaxing. “Okay, it’s just that I might be.” She said pausing and taking a deep breath. “In labor and I would rather they don’t know it.”

“You’re in labor!” I said trying to keep my voice down.

“A little.” She said rubbing her belly and shrugging.

“How long?” I asked

“Since the bathroom, I’ve had four contractions, all about ten minutes apart.” She said grunting as I showed her to a bench, “Okay!” She blurted taking a seat. “I’ve been having them off and on since lunch, but I just thought they were Braxton Hicks. You know false labor.”

“Alright, then why do you want to stay here? Let me take you back to your apartment, or a hospital.” I asked.

“Because, it’s safe here. If it happens, then I can get back to my apartment, and if not, I can have it right here and they can’t get me. As for going to my place now, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” She said standing and walking down the path.

“Look, you can’t just have it here.” I said rushing after her.

“Well if it happens, I won’t have that much choice.” She said continuing on until another contraction caused her to stiffen and grunt with pain. “Not the first time I’ve given birth alone.” She grunted.

“What if I took you someplace private? Not your place but somewhere private.” I asked calling after her.

She stopped and turned. “It would be better.” She grunted as the contraction peaked.

“Then come to my car.” I said pointing at my white truck, which was the only one in the lot.

“Okay.” She said as the contraction ended and she was able to straighten up again.

We quickly managed to get to get to my truck and would have gotten in but another contraction hit her just as she opened the door. As she breathed through it, I quickly began thinking of several of the places we used to hang out as kids. I knew she may not want to go there but, it might work. I could take her to the clearing in the woods where we would hang out after school. It was remote and nobody would here if she screamed while giving birth. On the other hand there was my house. I had a pool and a nice wide tub that she could easily have a peaceful water birth in.

1. Take her out to the woods.

2. Take her back to your house.