On Friday Howard ate his breakfast of oatmeal and Ovaltine and toddled off to watch his morning fare of...
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“You’ll have to wear a bra.” Mum stated. “The dresses and tops won’t look right on a flat chest.”...
“This is not the first time this has happened,” Dorothy said. It was obviously not a question. “For a...
Her light was still on, why had she not pulled the shade? He wondered. Did she know he could...
Valerie perched herself on the little satin covered stool that stood in front of his dressing table and gazed...
Later, when we were alone in my room, she laid me on my back on the baby scale....
In her heart, though, she knew that she couldn’t lie to Erin’s face. Sure, she had hidden the whole...
When we got to the car, Kevin looked at the passenger seat and said, “What’s that?” “It’s the...
“Ok thanks Margaret.” “Oh. And please put your diaper in it’s own trash bag from under the sink and...
Maggie picked up the laptop and walked bowlegged up the stairs. When she arrived in her bedroom, and put...