After a few words he let me in but he stamped the back of my right hand with the words “Under 21” so that I couldn’t get served any alcohol. Hel... I didn’t even drink. I didn’t even have a diver’s license either.As I walked in with Robin on my arm I swear that every guy looked at me and wondered what to hell she was doing with me. She was clearly out of my league. Robin saw six ladies that she knew and worked our way over to them. They pushed their chairs out and grabbed two more to add to their. Any party we held that included children included my other three kids and also Betty, under her official name, Harry's Mommy.All five children loved each other and loved to be with each other. I give Karen a lot of the credit for that.We were lucky they were the first to arrive. Alexander and Melinda were doing the home equivalent of, "Are we there yet?" They started right after breakfast with, "Are they here yet?" We must have heard that at least a hundred times in less than four hours. With. Also I was here with a complete wardrobe so thereshould be some jeans or sweatpants around here. He looked at me andunderstood, showed me the bathroom and said he would be in the kitchenwhen I was ready.How come girls need so mucho clothing?! All the space was filled withdresses, formal, informal, short, long, cocktail, gowns; skirts, denim,penciled, bubbles; blouses, silk, satin, etc. and this was only whatshe left behind! There were also some jeans but the percentage of thiswas extremely low. Can you give some proof?”.I replied “It may sound a little too personal. If you do not think otherwise, I can tell you that my own cock measures 8 inches. Now she appeared a little irritated. “I am asking you proof and you are making just statements!” I also got irritated (rather putting up a show of irritation wondering where this will lead to and replied “You surely don’t want me to open my fly and show you my cock? ”Now she was winking her eyes and told “Why not?”I replied “That is a.