It’s 6:01 pm on a Sunday and I just slipped into a white, silk tank-top and purple panties for the rest of the day and evening. The top is perfect for a nice day alone at home. I can go braless without worrying about showing too much of my breasts and the silk feels silky and smooth on my tender nipples. I’ve been flipping through the channels all day and waiting for a text message from my sister to see if she wants me to babysit for her again. I’m so jealous of her. I was even more jealous when she got knocked up with her baby. I never have told anyone this before and… I’ll admit I love the idea of getting pregnant unexpectedly. It’s all I think about.