According to her Aunt’s text Tarquin was enjoying being Rachel!
So much the better Tarnia thought with glee!
She intended to keep Tarquin as Rachel now whether she/he liked it or not!
Everything was going according to plan, even better than the two scheming ladies had hoped it would.
Tarnia hopped up the steps, her beautiful breasts bouncing, her short skirt and shapely legs adding to the image of a beautiful young mother in the full flower of life.
Margaret met her at the door and hugged her niece tenderly kissing her cheek.
She put a finger to her lips as she grinned at Tarnia and whispered, ” the baby’s asleep.”
Both women tittered at that as Margaret led Tarna down the hall to the nursery where Margaret had just lay Rachel down, after yet another diaper change, for an early nap.