"Hoo boy" said Mary, as she waddled into the room. "I don't know what made me think more than one was enough."
Brandon was surprised as he watched Alicia's mother make her way to the couch, in a blouse that was several times too small. "Or why I needed to throw out my old maternity clothes." She huffed, adding to her previous statement.
She smacked Kyle on the shoulder, getting him to scoot over on the couch before she lowered her massive pregnant frame onto it. "Hey!" He complained. "I didn't tell you to go off the pill!"
She frowned at him. "You certainly didn't mind when I did." She sighed deeply and rubbed the sides of her belly. Her blouse came down about three fourths of the way, leaving a large sliver of her stomach visible. "Brandon," she said ", when you get your wife pregnant, you need to pamper her ever minute."
Alicia rolled her eyes. "Mom can you please stop that, Brandon is fine."
Mary shrugged. "Just saying, I wouldn't mind a little support, being pregnant at my age."
Brandon thinks for a moment, wondering if he should provide any support to his friend's heavily pregnant mother.
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