"You could relive thegirlhood you never had. Dolls. Little girls' dresses, with pigtails inyour hair. I could make you my little baby girl and put you...in diapersand plastic panties and baby dresses. But I won't."I almost asked why not, but stopped just in time. It might be fun to bea little girl for a day, but diapers? Not if I was expected to usethem."For now," Mom said, "you'll stay the age you are, and you'll wear thenew dresses you got today, and we'll buy you more. Your Lolita costumeis. ’ ‘Alright, we’ll deal with that later,’ said Tamara. ‘Meanwhile, I know you and Cindy had a tough morning. Would you two like a little relaxation now?’ ‘Oh, that would be wonderful, Tamara,’ said Deborah. I found myself standing on my feet suddenly, then turning and facing Deborah. Deborah looked much calmer than she did earlier. She looked at me and shook her head. ‘You’re right, Tamara. She is a pretty thing. It’s a shame she’s such a little bitch,’ she said. ‘Indeed,’ said Tamara. ‘Still,. A trail of blood led somewhere but she refused to stop and look.She wanted to throw up but if she did she would have to stop walking. And that was all that was going to get her home. She had to keep walking. She couldn't run because if she did she might never be able to stop. And Wanda and Victor are counting on her. She turned the corner and she keeps walking. It's only three blocks now.There's something crossing her path. She can't tell what it is. It's nothing more than a dark shape moving. Maybe I should have run away from home, because I lost all of my self-esteem that day, and it was a small town. Word got around pretty quickly that I had had an abortion, and whispers were that Tony and Guy were the reason. Some guys in high school started calling me a slut, and none of the decent guys would go out with me. The only guys who would date me were the creeps who only wanted to get in my pants. And so if I wanted to go out on dates, I had to put out.I was known as the town slut.Tony.