I thought to myself that Maria is definitely a younger version of me.No, in fact, she's a better version of me. A new and improved edition. Even beyon... a mother's pride, she is prettier and I've had my choice of suitors. At 5'6, she is two inches taller than me. And looking at her body, she is thinner yet even bustier than I. As I looked, I realized I was admiring my daughter's stunning breasts and was even envious. I hadn't reached my current bust size of 38D until giving birth to three. "Mae looked from my sister to my sister-in-law to me and asked, "What's aNazi?"I laughed and said, "Don't mind your Auntie Rie, Mae. She thinks she's alot funnier than she really is."Rie looked at me and scowled. "You wish you were as funny as me."Hilda, however, ignored both of us and knelt down in front of Mae andoffered her her right hand. "Hello, meine leibe," she smiled. I am yourTante Hilda. I am very happy to meet you."I stopped unpacking groceries to look at Hilda. She was looking at. "Do you still want me to do it?"More than anything, he hoped that she hadn't changed her mind about that. He wasn't sure if he would be able to pull back now, even if she told him that she didn't want to do it. He was sure that he'd feel a lot better about doing it, if she told him that she wanted it too. He waited, if not patiently, at least without pressing forward, even though every nerve ending he had was screaming for him to do so."I guess so. I mean if you do too."Mike groaned in. How are you doing?”“OK, I guess. The family I’m with is nice, but my mom is trying to make me come back to North Dakota. She doesn’t know where I am, but the social worker told me she filed some kind of lawsuit. I don’t want to go back.”“How can I help?” I asked.“The social worker said I could get my own attorney and the lady from Project Lydia said I should, if I could afford it, because the Public Guardian’s office is overloaded and won’t do a good job. She thought you might be able to help.