I can't screw the teacher. And I definitely can't knock her up.
Yesterday I was living the dream.
Women. Money. Cars. I had everything.
Now I have custody of my sister's three children.
And I have my eye on the youngest's Preschool Teacher.
Emma is perfect.
Innocent and begging to be touched.
I want her to keep me after class.
Especially once we find out
She's having my triplets.