I'd spent a night of debauchery with my sexy sister and her fertility-goddess girlfriend - pumping load after load into both of them - with the intention of getting Katie (at least initially) pregnant. I was certain that my face would give away some salacious hint that I'd been up to no good. Thankfully, he didn't ask. He glanced from the chalkboard to look at me and then went back to writing again. I dropped into my seat, pulled out my phone, and snapped a picture of the board before he decided to erase it to start on the next set of notes.

I had just settled in and gotten...