We had gotten dressed, finally, and were laying about on the bed kissing when the door opened and two little boys rushed in. "MOMMA MOMMA MOMMA!" Darryl said.

"BREAKFAST!" yelled Mitchell. They jumped onto the bed and soon had me pinned down as I tickled them to get free.

"All right," I said. "Get down there and we'll be down in a minute." They ran back out of our room and down the stairs, while I struggled to sit back up. I couldn't hide the wince that came from my sore girl parts when I moved.

"Are you any better?"

"I'll be fine," I said. "And I wouldn't change a...