“Please,” James started to whine. “Please don’t change me!”
“Mmm…” Ellen sounded, pretending to think about it. “But then what would your mother say about you coming home in a soiled diaper? We can’t have that,” she cooed, tickling James’s tummy, not even giving the slightest notion of being able to smell the rich heavy odor wafting from between his legs. She knelt down under the changing table and came back up, producing a tub of scented Pampers baby wipes.
Ben could have died when Laura stepped out of the crowd, his missing nappies in her arms, “Here you...
The fear he felt was evident in both his tone and his expression. I raised my hand and held...
Her long, full hair was bleached a few shades lighter than her sandy eyebrows and did not seem so...
I shook my head and once I’d emptied my mouth, said “No, never.” She said...
“Another school skirt.” I said, handing him a navy blue A-line skirt. I averted my eyes whilst he donned...
Amanda nodded and a few minutes later Brian and Rachel were standing in the bathroom holding the wall for...
“I would certainly hope—” Chastity would have said “not,” but Jack had moved, and now he was kissing her...
At first Howard didn’t think anything about holding hands, they had often held hands over the years when they...