It was Tabby, and she was crying again."What's the matter Tabby?" I asked, afraid again. Who had died this time?"I'm sorry Bobby," she said, sounding ...esitant and unsure. "I know you're not supposed to get personal calls out there but it's an emergency. I'm pregnant."I heard a rushing in my ears. Of all the things I expected to hear, this wasn't it."Are you sure?" I asked."Very. It probably happened on that last night we were together. Bobby, are you mad?"The question flummoxed me. "Mad? Why. “OH yes!” Sandra moaned and looked up looking directly at me her sweaty hair clinging to forehead as well as something dripping from her face. “Oh sorry Greg I must look a mess. I had a sneezing spell and couldn't manage to wipe my face. I must look a mess. You better watch the game Greg. It's a pretty close game.”“That's a good idea Sandra.” I said turning around and sitting down just as Italy got the ball and was kicking it down to the field toward the Ghana end of the field. The. .. Hunter: Aww. C'mon, don't you want to pass?Jill took the picture. Of course her cleavage was fully visible, but what wasn't expected was how much she was blushing. Hunter: Wow you're cute. I like it. Jill: What next? I really need to pass. Hunter: Is there anyone with you? Jill: No, I'm alone in my room. Hunter: Why don't you get rid of that pesky shirt? I'm sure you're body will warm up real soon.Hunter: Now, that bra and while you're at it how about them panties. Mmm baby, you've got me. Most of thetime I'd go blond, big tits... but not with Frank. I summon a minion,and whisper "matronly" as a flick my finger. A little pie facedgrandma smiles at him as he walks through the door.We sit in my office and after I've taken a blood sample and handed itto Granny minion, I have him tell me about himself. He speaks clearlyand eloquently for about 10 minutes. I, of course, am not listening.I know all this. What I do notice is that he doesn't lie, norexaggerate. The fat guy who goes.