“It was a dream?” I asked as the tears continued to flow.“No, it really happened,” the second female voice answered. I could hear emotion in h...r voice now, too.They gave me another sip of water.It took another minute for someone to clear the dried crud out of the corners of my eyes and for me to get my eyes open. The tears had evidently helped. When I could finally focus, I saw both of my parents standing together at the foot of the bed. My mother had tears streaming down her face even though. She would wear the shortest skirts and the lowest tops around campus to make sure all eyes were on her. Let me describe her to you. Shes about 5’2 105 pounds with the roundest most perfect ass you could ever imagine. She has long blonde hair nice round perky boobs (about medium b’s). Ever since I hit puberty, I couldn’t keep my mind off her. I would always try to sneak peaks at her changing or right after she got in or out of the shower. And every once in a while I would steal a pair of her. " Mr. Fate had struck again. She then doubled over with a massive contraction. Ted's mom hit the call button and a nurse ran into the room. One look was all it took and the nurse called out, "gurney to exam two."Another nurse pushed the stretcher in. They loaded Teddy up and she was on her way to labor and delivery. Ted and his parents followed them and turned to go into the maternity waiting room. For the second time that evening three people were in a waiting room. All three were saddened at. Next dangling strap like things were threaded under thegarment covering my butt which could only be a panty as I thought it wastoo soft and silky to be my regular underwear.The strap like things was attached to the long sock like garment on mylegs and feet. Gloria said, "You can open your eyes now sweetie." I didso to see what exactly I was wearing. I was right about the panties andundershirt, but I had no inkling of the colour of course. They were pinkand were heavily trimmed with lace. .