I quickly made my way to the Emergency Room.Our babysitter met me in the waiting room and explained that they had just taken some precautionary X-Rays...on my son. He was in pain but had calmed down.She had been able to get through to my wife and she was on her way. I thought for sure she would have beat me here. She worked 10 minutes away to my 40.I can remember going in to see my little guy. He had a neck brace on and was still sniffling when I stood beside him and held his hand.His first words. And her white tank top became see thru and clung to her wonderful tits, the cold made her nipples large and hard and that in turn made my cock so hard it hurt. We jumped up and went inside dripping wet. We no sooner walked thru the door and Alice pulled her tank top over her head and threw it in the floor. She turned to look at me, "You are soaked, get those clothes off so I can throw then in the dryer." She then took off her shorts, revealing a neat little muffin. Trying to act cool just. Two boys had been chastised while we were there but we didn't consider the punishment excessive considering the country that we were in. It was no more than children received in England thirty years previously. I tried to think of anything we could have done wrong but nothing came to mind."Colonel Nubaro has received a complaint from your editor about the last few articles you've written and he reprimanded me because I approved them. They were considered, in Ted's words, to be too 'vanilla'. My normal Italian food consisted of pizza or spaghetti or maybe ravioli (the Chef Boyardee kind!), so this was a real treat. And Daddy really played the part too, he took care of the maitre’ d, when we were shown to our table he pulled out my chair and seated me, he asked me what I wanted and then ordered for me, and he even set up with the restaurant to have a special bottle of grape juice set aside so we could have some “wine” with our meal! It was all very sweet and made me feel so grown up.