“Mon amour…?” DeadShot bolted up from his light sleep. “What’s wrong?” “I think ‘m in labor…” Cloud looked up at him, her eyes s...arching for something to distract her from the pain that she knew would grow worse. “Shit.” She placed her hand on her stomach at her husband’s words and sat up, wincing as she did so. It didn’t take DeadShot long to quickly pull his clothes on and he moved to her side of the bed, helping her to stand. Cloud leaned against him, clad only in one of her satin. Sure, there was Robert. We dated a dozen times and made out in his car; I let him squeeze my tits and run his hand over my crotch and even down my shorts and over my panties. It did nothing for me. He was pissed when I said I was not gonna date him anymore because school was starting. And then there was Pete: Pete was a nice guy but really, really annoying with his Nascar and his Ninga motorcycle talk and his stupid video games. But he was good looking and adored me and treated me nice. And. Bianca selected the shortest, tightest dress she could find, with no underwear and a pair of thigh high leather boots with 5 inch stiletto heels. It would have to do. Bianca strutted into the mall, swaying her hips as much as possible, trying to get everyone’s eyes focused directly on her ass. She walked over to a shop selling lots of slutty goods. She tottered round in her heels, grabbing anything that appealed to her, short skirts, tight pink tank tops, slutty dresses, she then went into the. Their mother and I didn't speak much more then what was required because of the kids, and when we did we never argued. It seems we all definitely made the right decisions.So fast forward to this year. It was late July and my weekend to have Max, however their mother was on a weekend get-away with her new beau so I had both kids. I didn't mind, it was a nice change to have them both and almost be a full family. When they were together they never argued like normal siblings of their ages, and.