6+Us Makes Eight

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.