Cassie had a headache from too much bourbon the night before. She was typically more of a wine person, so the significantly stronger kick was a little...two much. She popped a couple of aspirin before sitting down with her coffee and Adam. She desperately wanted to get their weekend back on track of just the two of them fucking each other until they couldn't walk straight. Last night was a pleasant diversion, but she still thought more about the events in the parking lot than about the unplanned. Looking at her breasts, I admired her nipples. Despite wearing a sports bra - she'd flashed me that morning before leaving home - her nipples, when erect, were very evident. Pointedly staring at her prominent nips for a moment, I looked in her eyes and said, "It's not cold." Then I must be horny?" She finished."Jean, you're always horny!" Billy, I am not!" she retorted but with a smile that gave the lie to her denial.Glancing over my shoulder - the girl was gone - I said, "Well I am." And, as. "I'm goin' to marry him." she said, when we paused after exhausting each other under the covers of her father's bed. "An' I'm goin' to have a baby. I told him already so don' look so surprised. Tain't yours." You sure?" I'm well along, was when you met me. Fact, I suspected it back then." So, whose?" Can't say. I humped every boy I could find back then, right after my Ma died and Pa hurt hisself.I slid back into her, enjoyed the feel of her short, strong legs holding me tightly to her. We. "Yes it is." She leaned and brushed my lips with hers. "Thank you." Don't thank me. Thank James." The situation was spiraling into a tangled mess. Now Grace associated the gift with me, not James. Not my intent, dammit."I will," Grace said, "if he walks away from Deanna's setup." What will you do if he doesn't? Return the gift?" I said.Grace's smile reminded me of my mother's expressions when I would say something incredibly stupid. "Never mind," I grumped.Grace and Mary laughed."Gift giving is.