I was just about out the door when Jean called to me, "Greg, can I go too?"I dashed back ready to pick her up to take her to the car when she asked, "...ren't you going to get dressed?'I looked at myself and saw I still had my PJs on. I guess Jean was the only calm one. Even Sandy, awakened by the chaos, was about to head out the door in her nightgown. Jean got us calmed down enough to get dressed and into the car. It was a short trip to the hospital and we were pre-registered so they took her. " Not my marther?" he wanted clarified."Stop it!" I repeated.Laughing, he kicked off his own shoes and stretched out beside me, placing his crossed ankles next to mine on the pillows. I felt comfy sitting beside to him like that. I said: "Do you know how old I am?" I know your bra size," he replied unexpectedly. "Does that count?"Blushing, I went to answer smartly but he got in ahead of me. "Forty-two," he said smugly. "Your age, not your bra size. That's a 36C." He looked pointedly at my. More

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