"Jen, why don't you take the apple pie and lamb-tagine to uncle Barry," Mum's mesmerising soft voice carried clearly across the room. No one had heard...our mum shout. She did not need to. Her silence was deafening.I was Jen to my family, Jenny to my friends and when my mum called me Jennifer I was in trouble.I could not say how 'common' it was to share food like that. No would think of doing that.Grandpa, before I could muster up a cogent argument against such a crime against sophistication that. "I agree it is not typical, but I do know no matter what you will be a good mom to this baby."I knew I was stating the obvious but I felt it had to be said, "If it really bothers you, you know you have options. You just need to decide soon. It's entirely your decision and I will support you 100%."Sally looked at me, "It may be fucked up how I got pregnant, but there is not doubt that I want this baby." After a few seconds, she smiled, "God, can you believe it? I'm going to have a baby!"Sally. My initial thought was to take it away, but she did not stir, so I kept it there. My heart was beating so fast, and my dick was getting hard in my jeans. I go to repeat the process of waking her up, this time she wakes up after a gently shake on the shoulder. She gets up and heads to the kitchen to get some water, and I follow her, she talks saying how good of son I am, she says she is quite tipsy, as soon as she says that she loses her balance and falls back into me. Her big ass goes right up. “That’s what I keep telling Di and my other wives, but they run me out of the kitchen when I try to help,” he grumbled.Diana looked a bit embarrassed. “It’s not that we don’t want your help, Baby, but we just ... like to have some girl-time, I suppose. We enjoy working together, and well, you know how we function...”“Like the proverbial well-oiled machine,” he finished for her while taking his wife into his arms. Turning back to Morales, the Prime continued. “Uh ... my women seem to have some.