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Mommy, mommy, mommy, Chapter 7

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Mommy mommy, mommy, Ch 7

One evening the 3 of us were having a quiet evening when Pete asked me a silly question. He said he would bet that I couldn't throw a ball anymore. I said, "Well sure I can, I threw one when I was a boy. I had a pretty good arm, I recall."

He flipped a ball that he had been hiding towards me. For some reason I felt I needed to use both hands and I still missed it terribly. We both laughed and he said, "See, I knew it!"

"You said I couldn't throw it and besides I wasn't ready!" I playfully pouted.

Mommy, mommy, mommy, chapter 6

Mommy, mommy, mommy, Ch. 6

On the ride back to my condo Pete pointed out some points of interest along the way. I could tell he loved his town. He walked me to my door and told him how much I enjoyed the evening.

He was just about to leave when I leaned over and kissed him on the lips. His seemingly permanent 3-day old stubble, although it looked like he had shaved, tickled my lips, a new experience for me. My kiss surprised, and pleased, him.

Mommy, mommy, mommy, chapter 5

Mommy, mommy, mommy. Chapter 5

A few days after the now-infamous Pool Party I went to the campus to see Dr.Z and Josie. It turns out I was more satisfied that I thought I would be. Not only did Duane get totally humiliated but I heard from others that he left school and went home. My hope was that now he won’t be preying on other females anymore.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and Josie was there, smiling. We hugged and I asked how she and her newborn son was doing.

Mommy, mommy, mommy, Chapter 4

Mommy, mommy, mommy. Chapter 4

I woke up after the best sleep I've had in weeks thinking about my evening with Devin. How comfortable I was with him and knew I wanted to be with him again.

Looking back I was now so much more confident and happy. I pulled back my hair up into a loose, messy bun, wore a loose blouse and skirt and sandals, wore a bit of mascara, eye liner and lip gloss and felt so feminine. Grabbing my purse I headed to Room 01, maybe for the last time, to have my Exit Interview with Josie.

Mommy, mommy, mommy, Chapter 3

Mommy, mommy, mommy, Chapter 3

I went over to short-term housing and luckily there was an available room. While waiting for them to finish my paperwork I saw my reflection and was horrified to see that the pretty lipstick I was wearing was now smeared all around my mouth from Duane's assault. I forgot I was even wearing lipstick! The housing clerk must have noticed but she just handed me the key and pointed me down the hallway. I was so tired I just fell on the bed and cried myself to sleep.

Mommy, mommy, mommy. Chapter 2

When I came in the next day Josie asked, "So am I right in thinking that
you have made up your mind, you are going to join us in the project?"

"I am still thinking about it and think it's probably the best thing for
me but what's difficult is I don't know if I want to become a girl
permanently."

"So what's holding you back?" she asked.

Mommy, mommy, mommy

Chapter 1

"MOMMY, MOMMY, MOMMY!" I heard my daughter scream. I dropped everything
and ran outside, thinking the worst. Did she fall, did she hurt herself,
did something or somebody scare her? It took me a minute to figure out
where her pleas were coming from and my panic level tripled, thinking
"Please, please, let her be safe!" Imagine my relief when I saw my
daughter hiding next to her playhouse; petrified by a tiny spider.

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