As much as Pam was concentrating on her work, she couldn't help but hear Hank cussing and cheering depending on how things were going with the game. S...e would smile thinking about Hank carrying on all by himself in the living room and felt a little sorry for their basset hound Duke who was laying on the couch with him. A few minutes into the second quarter, as if he had taken all he could handle, Duke came waddling into the room where Pam was working and laid down beside her chair. Pam reached. “It’s not like I’m a blushing innocent. I could tell you a story or two.”I wished she would. It would take the pressure off me, besides being totally outrageous. I still had no idea what to say, except possibly ask for another drink, but I was enjoying the sight of her stocking tops too much, besides which the stuff was so strong I wasn’t sure I could take another.When my tongue still wouldn’t work, Mrs Hotter prompted, “The last time you came thinking of me, what were you thinking?”Her. Their dad stirred the eggs and moved the cast iron skillet containing them off to one side, away from the active flames. He stood up."Have a seat. We're waiting."His meaning was obvious. They weren't waiting for breakfast to be finished cooking. They were waiting for an explanation.Craig looked at his sister. The fact that he was deferring to her wasn't strange, in the sense that he usually deferred to her when they had done something they were in trouble for. She was better on her feet at. Although, look at us, bitch, he is mine now. The ring is on my finger, not yours.'"Cum inside me, Dante. I want a baby growing inside me as we stand at the altar. Will you please do that for me, and for us? I want us to be a family, and then Aunt Nova can visit her nephew or niece." Sure, babe," he answered before he grabbed onto my thighs and turned us around.I landed on my back, then he smiled at me placed his hands on my thighs. "I'll do that just for you, and we know that all of our parents.