“You do not want to know. You used one of your calls for this. Why?”“You were right and I did not take you seriously, I should have seen the dan...er. I just assumed you were a paranoid street gang member puffing himself up,” he said in a tone that took all the blame for something bad that he didn’t do.“What happened?” I asked. “Start at the start. I assume this was after Gracie left with my friend?” Well, he knew I had orchestrated that part. He knew his trackers were halfway to La Paz by. I’m starting to get used to the fact that I’m pregnant. Dad seems so pleased and his excitement is infectious. Dad’s made an appointment with the doctor for me. But I’ve no idea what will happen. We continue to have amazing sex every night, and yesterday Dad gave me some figure hugging dresses for me to wear at home as he loves to see my baby belly.The day of the doctor’s appointment arrives. My Dad takes me to the appointment. Sitting in the waiting room, he can hardly contain his excitement.. "I understand you and Darla were playing kissy-poo yesterday inyour pool. It appears to me that you want to get into her panties.I have decided that if you want to get into her panties you can.Come with me!" She stood up and he did also. She led him down the hallway andinto Darla's room. Mary followed them silently, curious whatDarla's mother might be intending but not wanting to interfere. She opened a drawer and told him to get undressed or she wouldundress him. He asked what she was. Fran left her things in the car and ran up the few steps and into the waiting arms of her childhood friend. “Meg,” Fran cried out, “you look great. Come on, let’s get inside and let me take a good look at you in the light.” “Fran, it doesn’t look like you’ve changed at all. Speaking of looking good, damn, you look hot in that bathing suit.” I trailed the women into the house. Both arms were full of papers and towels from the swimming class. Once I deposited the towels in the laundry room, I.