K**s would be home soon, had to head back to the house shortly. Ozzy and my wife were lying on their backs beside each other. my wife asked him to pla...e his hand on her belly, she put her hand on top of his, she started to rub her belly with their hands saying I want you to feel our baby just starting on his journey in life! Ozzy said do they have time for one more deposit of sperm? Wife wasn't going to say no, actually this was set up with my approval, so I was home for the k**s and took them. Oh crap, I forgot to describe Haley! She's brown haired, kinda short and curvy, almost Rubenesque; the kind of woman who's probably going to be fat when she's in her middle age, but at this age had the bazoombas to get the guys' attentions.Mindy, in contrast, was of average height and a bit slim, although she had nicely sized breasts too, from what you could tell with the baggy clothes she wore. She was pretty, in a simple kind of way. Jason thought so, anyway, and he kissed her hand. How sweet. Bullets pinged all around him and tracers from the friendly SAW behind him streaked less than two feet over his head as he concentrated on the MP cart in the main foyer area where the flashes were emanating from. His body was flooded with adrenaline and he was seriously wondering if he would live through the next two minutes but he went forward nonetheless. He pointed the targeting laser on his M-24 at the cart and sent it out. The reading flashed before his eyes, seeming to float in the air. You’re my family. I love you.”“Like Daddy?”“Daddy’s love is special, Damon. No one can ever love you like Daddy. No one can ever love you like Mommy. But I love you like Tony. So you know what I think we should do?” His eyes were big as he seemed to realize that I was very serious. He shook his head.“I think we should play Parcheesi,” I said. “‘Cause this time, I think I can beat you.”I carried him squealing up the stairs and we got the game board.Game. Dinner. Cleanup. Bath. Story time. Tuck.