Except for his fascination for women’s upper parts , his joy drive had disappeared completely. He still committed beastly act once or twice a day while lying on the couch, but it did not come to anything. It was only a remnant of the pleasant habit he remembered having begun in puberty. He had no memories of being punished by his strict mother when he was a toddler for manipulating himself in public. There was nothing he could do, no one he could blame but himself. Resistance was futile. It was like trying to fight a giant feather pillow, all the mental blows he levied in his defense were harmlessly absorbed by his surroundings.
Who Wears the Pants Scene 95
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The Wrong Bus Scene 52
“Has he been checked Nancy? The potty’s over there if he needs it.” Mary explained gesturing toward the closet...
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Babyward Scene 76
Brie finished with a sigh of relief, and dropped the cloth beside the soggy diaper. Turning she grabbed...
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Last Summer Scene 26
A smile grew on her face and she placed it back in the larger box. Once the box was...
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Alvin in the First Scene 47
“Oh sorry, we didn’t know anyone would be back here.” She said and then called back to the other...
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Summer Nurse Scene 137
When the phone rang we both looked at the caller’s I.D. and saw that it was Terri. Kevin was...
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Who Wears the Pants Scene 138
He didn’t look like he was enjoying the ride as much as Joey. In fact, Anita thought his face...
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Little Doubting Thomas Scene 7
Thomas had winced inwardly at the thought of how much physical pain his mother must have endured with her...
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Eight Days of Diapers Scene 38
That left Libby by default. She was a few months younger than Andy and he never had any problems...