I had only met Karen one time since she, her siblings and her mom had moved in and that was only in passing. She was a cute girl, with straight long b...own hair. She told me she was a senior in high school and that after high school she hoped to go to nursing school. Beyond that casual encounter, I didn’t know anything else about Karen or her family, although I did see them walking to and from school. I was finishing up the yard work one day, not too long ago, and fixing to get in the shower. He was certain that the child she would be having was his, just as she had angrily asserted it was. A part of him wished that he could do the right thing by her, stand up and offer to marry her.Things weren't that simple though. Even if he did take full responsibility, marrying someone like Janet could never be a viable option. Kunkel men only married from within their own social strata. He'd been indoctrinated with this concept for all of his life.Mike truly cared for Janet. In some ways, if. The sight of her made Ron take hold of his already leaking cock. When Hermione saw the precum, she slowly licked her lips. Ron had to fight hard not to cum on the spot. "My God, Ron, you're fucking amazing," she gasped. And gathering what remained of her strength, she kissed him tenderly. "Alright. Your turn," she smiled after a few moments. "Lie doown, and roll over," she instructed. A bit confused, Ron complied. The bit he wanted her to pay attention to now was in the front, but Hermione was. The world is just getting too complex for me.They even mess me up every time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could settle on something themselves but this sudden “Paper or Plastic?” every time I check out just knocks me for a loop.I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to avoid looking confused, but I never remember to take them with me.Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, “Paper or Plastic?” I just say, “Doesn’t matter to me. I am bi-sacksual.” Then it’s their turn.