"Marry you?" Yeah." So -- are you asking?" Yeah." Now?" Yeah. I mean -- not marrying me now, but asking you now, yes!" OK." OK -- what?" I said. "OK, ...ou understand, or OK, you..." OK, I'd like to marry you, yes!" Maria said."Is this going to make it easier, or harder, to talk to Paul?" I asked her. After all, he was her Dad."I -- think we should just talk about the immediate problem, first. Try to get that squared away. Then, if we do get it squared away, we can maybe bring up the other." OK,". As it was a game day I had on one of my black 3-piece suits with the orange shirt, with the orange & black tie. At breakfast this morning Pam talked some more about her fears about what would happen when the babies were born."And you should know this drama will only get worse after the babies are all born. As nobody is going to believe you are not the father of those babies. As you are the only male that I have been seen with anywhere. Plus all of our babies will have the perfect tan to go. It's too much." No it isn't. Take it, use it, you are going to need it."Ashlee and Brenda joined me trying to comfort and calm the young lady down. "We did this on purpose. We wanted to blow someone away with a tip like this. He actually asked if we wanted to be part of it or not. It was all his idea." Ashlee and Brenda said back and forth.Angela was blown away and managed to get to a standing position where she hugged Ashlee and Brenda then me thanking each of us."Angela, if you give us your. "I've got to hurry!"Johnny's grip tightened.A faint flush crept over Peggy's lovely face, and her expression turned into that of a woman being tortured."Ohhh!" she whimpered. She had dribbled a little piss into her panties.She clamped her thighs tight, shoving her free hand to her crotch. "Johnny! I've got to hurry!" she pleaded.Johnny, excitement showing on his young eyes, simply squeezed his mother's hand harder, refusing to let go.Peggy's flush became hot on her face as she felt the warm.