"I'm so glad your this happy."  I say.
"Why wouldn't I be happy?  I'm thrilled!"  AJ says.
"Now that you know...I can explain the last night to you.  The reason I wouldn't make love to you was because I didn't want to without telling you that I'm pregnant.  And then, when I started thinking about telling you, I got nervous, which made me sick."  I say.
"Oh, that sums it up pretty good.  You had me worried for a while there; especially when you said you weren't going to the 'Sing-in.'  Wait a minute; when did you decide to go?"  AJ asks.
"Well, this morning.  I heard you talking to Howie, and then Howie and I started talking.  The plan just kind of...came to me."  I say.
"I'm glad it did.  That was the biggest surprise I've ever had in my life.  You must have been so scared; I know how you don't like all eyes on you."  AJ says.
"I just kept thinking about you baby.  That made the fear go away."  I say.
AJ moves forward and kisses me sweetly; barely slipping his tongue in my mouth.  Feeling his tongue moving past my lips gives me goosebumps.  AJ moves down; kissing me down my neck, making his way to my chest, then back up again.  I push AJ's jacket off, exposing his rippling chest.  He leans back on the couch as we kiss each other.  I make my way down his chest; kissing his nipples, as I move my hands up and down his body.  He lets out a small moan as I lick his nipple.  I make my way down his body; I can feel his muscles quiver as I lick his stomach.
"Are we really going to do this?"  AJ asks.
"Oh yeah; it's been too long."  I say.
"What about the baby?"  AJ asks.
"I went to the doctor; me being only two months along won't hurt the baby.  I mean, it's only the size of a pea right now hun."  I say.
"I just don't want anything to..."  AJ says as I cover his mouth with my hand.
"AJ.  I want you to make love to me tonight."  I say.
AJ looks at me, smiles, then gives me a passionate kiss.   He picks me up in his arms, walks into the bedroom, and lays me on the bed.

"Sarah, do you think AJ and Suzanne are...well...you know?"  Brian asks.
"What?  You mean getting it on?"  Sarah asks laughing.
"Don't call it that...there's a difference from getting it on and...you know...making love."  Brian says.
"Oh really?  Please educate me on this oh wise one."  Sarah say still snickering.
"You know already...your just messing with my head."  Brian says.
"No, I'm not.  I want to know what you think of it."  Sarah says more serious.
 "Well, having sex, or getting it on as you put it, doesn't involve much emotion.  You can have sex with someone and not love them; it's just known.  But to make love to someone.  When you make love to someone; you love them with all your heart, all your soul.  You center your total purpose on making them happy; even if you get hurt by it.  You want to make them happy, emotionally and physically.  To make love to someone; that's when you use all the love you have for them to make their body feel good."  Brian says.
"Gosh Brian, that was pretty deep."  Sarah says.
"Well, that what...that's what I was doing when..."  Brian says.
"When what?"  Sarah asks.
"That night at you and Suzanne's apartment.  When you and I...made love."  Brian says.  "I was just describing what I was doing for you; that's all."  Brian says sitting on the edge of the bed as he looks down at the ground.
Sarah pauses for a minute.  She's never felt this many emotions before.  She's over joyed, a little guilty, and totally in love.  She almost doesn't know what to do.
"Brian."  Sarah says.
"Yeah."  Brian says looking up at her.
"You're the first guy I've ever 'made love' to."  Sarah says looking deep into his eyes.
Brian smiles and says, "You're the first girl I've ever 'made love' to, too."
Brian kisses her passionately; knowing that this is a step higher on the ladder.