Talked to a doctor about that today. The only problem is I'm dealing with morning sickness. That won't affect us much--we have no competitions in the ...morning--except that it makes me lose my appetite. So, I have to force myself to eat so I don't lose strength." No cravings for pickles yet?" Papa Bear joked."No, silly, that comes later, after the morning sickness," Sophia grinned."Who knows?" Paul asked."My mother knows. She was cool. I have to tell my dad. And Warren's parents know." Oh, and. I really starrtled her, and she stumbled out of the futon and fell on the ground. I ran over to help her up. I asked "are you alright?" She said yes" yeah, you scared me". "I'm sorry" I said She asked " is this your clubhouse" I said "yeah". "Sorry I woke you up" I said I just came in here to take a shit" she almost actually scared the shit out of me. She told me she wasn't sleeping, and I could now tell what she was doing. She had her pants around her ankles, and a stolen porno we had. By the time the sun set we had cut grass, mulched, plucked/pulled weeds, and bagged (what felt like) millions of leaves. We were so relieved when uncle Mike called it quits. He told us go on in and rest...just dont take showers yet. He wanted to join us later. He also said tonight was poker night and two of his buddies were coming over. We both looked puzzled like poker? We've NEVER even seen him play poker.Three hours past, and here we are resting in the nude immersed in the cool air condition. But it's what his friends were talking about so hedeveloped some insight and savy on the subjects thanks to his femininecounterparts."What should I wear?" How is my hair like this?" Does this make me look fat?"Those were questions Greg would typically field on a daily basis. Hisopinion grew to become one his classmates had grown to count on."How do you think I would look in this?" one girl would ask, flippingthrough a catalog of dresses, prom gowns or lingerie."Do you think I could pull this.