" I am doing something. I'm getting a drink." Yes, it was a smart-aleck answer, but Brittany was being bitchy so it didn't put me in a good mood."Bran...don!" She stomped her foot.The stomp didn't work for our parents and it didn't work for me either."What are they doing here?" I shot back. "You're not supposed to have friends over." Who said?"I shook my head. Brittany knew as well as I did that we weren't supposed to have people over when our parents were gone overnight. She was mad because I had. I know what you said before, but can I get a proper swab, just in case. Pretty please?” Nina pouted, making me yield this once at least.Now she had multiple sources of my DNA that she could easily store, just in case. When the baby was far enough along for amnio, or when it was born, she could quietly test for paternity now. My best guess was amnio, since it would make a decision over abortion versus going to term an informed choice. We all sat down and Jessica started making an omelet for. Being the complete gentleman he was, I had to have my tongue introduce itself to his. That didn’t help matters and I put both my arms around his neck and pulled him to me so our bodies met.I think we both wanted to continue, but I knew that Chuck was right behind me. I wasn’t sure how he was taking it, so Don put me down and we went out to get our cars.Our car was brought around right behind his stretch white limo. Before we got into our car, they shook hands and Don said something to Chuck. With my growing lingerie collection, also came clothes of all styles.With each cup size, my confidence grew and my fashions became moreexciting. I regularly wore dresses and skirts to show of my legs, whichI had taken to waxing. By the time my boobs settled on their final size,I had accrued a collection of chic styles well suited to the youngmillennial woman.Again, I loathed my own ignorance. It must have been that damned music,I realized. That bitch put a spell on me or something, she really.