March 9th 12:00 P.M. Mandy Sitting in the car, I was fidgeting with the seat belt. Push it over my belly, under... I honestly forgot what was more comfortable. Carlos was driving me back home from the doctor's office, it was about time to see what kind of load I was carrying and... well damn. Four baby girls on their way, It made sense though. It's around three months that you can start to see a bump but mine was big. I played it off since I was heftier this time around, I think I gained another ten pounds excluding any baby weight. But no, quadruplets. It could be more. "Carlos." He glanced over at me when I said his name. "Yeah baby?" "I want a burger." He chuckled when I made my desires known. "Homemade or takeout?" "Homemade, Mel is with the boys and she could use a treat too I think." "Burgers Carlos style it is." I licked my lips in anticipation, it'll be a while longer before I get to eat today, but at least I'll eat good. 12:30 P.M. Once Carlos parked the car, I
August 7th 7:00 A.M. Mandy "Honey, wake up. I've got breakfast." I open my eyes, my vision blurry but the smell of a rich breakfast filled my nose and everything seemed clearer. "Goodmor-nyaaaaghh, haah. Morning baby." "Sit up now, its breakfast in bed for you." Carlos put a nice and full tray of food in front of me. It looked to be worth two servings of food. A bit much, but I can't really say no to this kind of a treat. It's like our little escape never ended, rather once it did life just got better. I never felt like I wasn't loved in my marriage but the way things are now is just magical. "Thanks dear, I'll eat every bite. I know that it'll be delicious." I know it'll be good, I normally cook but Carlos could easily be mistaken for a master chef. The boys will only eat his recipes since it's all they know. That was pretty frustrating to deal with at first since Carlos initially didn't disclose his recipes with me. I take a fork and begin to dig into an omelette, one of two
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Best of Intentions, Worst of Results (WG)
Hollie was a hot bitch. She was, beyond doubt, an incredible smoke show with a tall hourglass figure that made people fall head over heels for her. She was a svelte yet curvy goddess with a trim waist, generous breasts, and a heart-shaped ass that had people drooling over it. Beneath her power suits were powerful arms paired with long athletic legs and a set of six pack abs. She was undeniably hot. Hollie was also undeniably a bitch. She ruled the office with an iron fist, barking orders at her subordinates and making known to everyone how inferior they were to her. She especially loved making fun of the office fat girls, especially the secretaries that she deemed were pigs, hogs really, or cows. She would tauntingly oink and moo at them, but her confidence and power shook those poor fat women to their core and made them afraid to say anything to anyone else which of course kept Hollie in power, and allowed her to remain confident in maintaining her bullying ways. Lara was the exact