" Yeah, I don't know how you manage to get by," she said, smiling. Maria was a baseball brat. She knew what the minimum salary for major league ballpl...yers was.There was an awkward silence while Maria and I both tried to think of what we ought to say next. Finally, she spoke first. "You coming to the team picnic?" she asked.Paul and Orlie Warren had sponsored, annually since Paul had been the manager, an evening picnic at their home near Bowie. The party was for players and coaches and their. ”“How can he have two babies with two different women?” Hanna asked.“They went to a fertility clinic to have Wendy’s egg and Karen’s egg fertilized with Dan’s sperm to create their twins.”“Do you want to have a baby with Dan too?” Jenny asked. “You said you always wanted to have a little boy.”Lisa’s face warmed unsure if she should tell her girls she stopped taking birth control. “That would be something, having a baby with Dan.”Tina discarded her low top and short skirt to reveal her luscious. I grabbed a discarded t-shirt, pulling it on as I stumbled to the door, scratching at my balls through my plaid boxers.It felt good to piss and relieve myself. As I did, I became more and more awake. My stomach rumbled. I needed breakfast. I headed downstairs. The house was just so quiet. There was no one up at all. I frowned at that, shaking my head as I wondered where everyone was. It looked like no one had woken up. The lights were off.Weird.I poured myself a bowl of cereal. I yawned again,. ” “Well, ma’am,” he nodded his thanks to Papa Ralph, “she’s been admitted to Memorial Hospital for treatment of severe injuries. They’ll know more about her condition there. I’m just here to let you know where she is.” “T-thank you, officer,” Papa Ralph sighed, running his fingers through his hair, “would you two like a cup of coffee or something to drink? Iced tea?” The officer only shook his head and gave him a weary smile as he turned away. “We’re sorry to be the bearers of bad news, ma’am,”.