When she started checking Diane’s vitals, she had the nurse start an IV for at least one bag of fluids. John stood out of the way but watched intently as Ronda performed her magic on Diane. Once the nurse had the IV going and a bag of fluids attached, Ronda was checking other vital signs. Once everything was calmer, Ronda had Diane check in and sent to the maternity ward. John followed behind the bed that Diane was in. He didn’t ask any questions. Ronda explained that she was admitting Diane to keep her on fluids which in turn would keep the baby safe. John texted me that Diane was being admitted to the hospital. I wanted to get up and head towards the hospital, but Jill kept me grounded telling me to just stay here at the house until he tells me that he needs me down at the hospital. Jill went to our office and brought down an enormous amount of paperwork. She decided that we could begin on the stock project. She had a long list of names that needed to be sent to an accounting firm such as Charles Schwab or the such. As we were sorting stock to be in piles to be sent to all the financial institutions for all the people that they hold the stock. We started first by sorting into piles for each Bhabhi of the companies that held stock for individuals. I was surprised at how many institutions held stock for people. Jill had us working on the domestic ones first. She told us that there are many international financial institutions that we will be working on later. I was thinking more of a ‘thank goodness’ eating those fried egg sandwiches as the time flew by. We worked all morning and into an early afternoon before Sammy interrupted us by offering us grilled cheese sandwiches with tomato soup for lunch. When we stopped for the soup and sandwiches, there seemed to be a collective sigh of relief. I checked my phone but there was nothing from John. As we all were eating the delicious soup and grilled cheese sandwiches, I tested Ronda hoping that she would respond. It wasn’t but 10 minutes or so, but Ronda responded that Diane was severely dehydrated once again, and she needs at least 4-5 bags of fluid to get her and the baby back to safe levels. I thanked her and ended the text. I looked around at my family. All the beautiful women that reside with me. Sharon who runs the Hawk for me. Jennifer who handles the real estate division. Something about having Tina home just felt right. Paula running the two limo companies. Donna working the reservation call center. As I was finishing my soup, my phone buzzed. It was John updating me on Diane. The text read: They admitted Diane. They’re worried about how dehydrated she was. They have started an IV and have a bag of fluids attached to it. He asks me if it is OK for him to stay at the hospital. I texted him back that he needs to be there watching over and taking swiming care of Diane. No need to ask me if it is OK for him to stay at the hospital. “Here,” I said as I handed her a Dixie cup. Jane bided her time and swiming just over a month later Mel confided, “I’m late.” She had been worried that with his pale skin and dark hair she’d have to shave his body, as any little patches of masculinity would stand out like a beacon against his fairness, but to her delight, his lithe feminine body was as silky smooth as her own. In fact, she craved the sensation of mauling her beautiful young body in front of all these heathens. It’s going to be short and sweet.” I want you to make three full rounds then place them on their knees, including the other floor girls then call out assume position. Everytime he thought Bhabhi about his sister, he pictured her naked body, sprawled out as she fingered and rubbed herself. Poor Maddie is just sitting by herself in the reclining chair. Shuddering, I thrust into her silky depths. I moaned into her lips, savoring the incestuous delight of kissing my younger sister.