"That's what I hoped you'd say. But right now I need you to go to the store and get some stuff we'll need to take care of this precious little girl."S...aron wrote out a list of baby supplies. "This is what we'll need right away. We can get other stuff, like a crib, blankets, and so forth in the morning."To make a long story short, Sharon's lawyer friend helped us a lot. He got all the legal paperwork done and filed that let us keep Carla until the paternity test proved I was her biological. Sadly for the bartender and the guests, she wore a white slip under it. Her legs were slim. Sitting on the stool had caused the muscles of her calves to tense and lift quite fetchingly. From where the man at the end of the bar sat, he'd've been able to catch a hint of thigh before she smoothed her skirt. Not that he had.She watched him out of the corner of her eye. There was no sign that he'd noticed her.She was distracted momentarily by the bartender drifting over, he could've been composed of. One of the girls in the larger group wore no ribbon on her sixteenth birthday for a party. It was a little rougher than she had planned. It was Wednesday before she came to school. Even then, she had trouble sitting down. No ribbon could get rough on the wearer. There were a few guys who came not wearing ribbons. However, that didn't turn me on. I never played with them.Sarah and I went into Mister Calloway's homeroom and sat down. He was there looking troubled. He took roll and then said, "I. Next was Trigonometry, a class I kinda enjoyed, at least compared to Algebra. Mrs. Leeds had me work on a packet of problems to figure out exactly where I was, due next class. It was only a few pages thick, so I wasn't too worried.The snow was quickly turning everything white as I was escorted to the cafeteria, and the wind echoed eerily through the complex. It wasn't until we'd crowded in at the end of a full table, looking around for the cause since we had breathing room yesterday, that I saw.