“Billy’s the father,” Mary said, rubbing her swollen belly with one hand while she patted Billy’s knee. “Enjoy yourselves, kids,” Mrs. Xxx video “Well, dear,” Mrs Broomfield said, “when you asked us if Billy and Freddy could join us for dinner, I guess I assumed that your friend Kara would be joining us for dinner too.”
“I thought about it,” Mary admitted, “but in the end I thought it would be best if just Billy and Freddy joined us.”
“Sounds serious,” Mr. Is it Billy or Freddy?”
“You knew,” Mary gaped, “you knew along?”
“Of course, dear,” Mrs. Broomfield said. “So, now I guess we just have to worry about the servants finding out, right?” Freddy asked. Then Billy Batson, boy journalist hit the airwaves and we knew you would be alright on your own.”
“It’s nice to know that
