Would she come up with one herself?"No, I don't," she murmured, looking away as if ashamed. I almost expected her to start crying."OK, then I'll give ...ou a name. From now on, your name is… Chloe, a cute name for a cute girl." I patted her head and she looked at me."Chloe?" That's right. Now, once you finish your sandwich, I'll give you a bath." A bath?" It's like sitting in a big puddle of hot water. It must have been freezing out there last night. You've got some signs of mild frostbite. A. ”“We had many who argued that once a child left our care, it was no longer our problem. We shouldn’t continue providing dental, medical, and mental health services to these children as if they were still our wards,” the woman said.I smiled and told them, “I wasn’t involved with any of this, but I like the idea of covering their medical costs and those of any other children in that household.”“Why, if I may ask,” the woman wanted to know.“Because,” I explained. “When a kid leaves here, it is. He did his abusing emotionally. That’s how she wound up pregnant in a relationship that — if she had thought about it — would have ended as soon as it started. She found out she was pregnant about a month and a half into working at the buffet. At her second trimester, she had a miscarriage and discovered how fortunate she was. Wanda wasn’t the woman of Mike’s dreams. He had always wanted to become a parent. Wanda just needed to be a woman. When she was no longer with child, she was no longer. She started to tell me that she wanted to be ****d. Not by one man either. But by a big gang of men. And that she wanted to do this properly. I asked what she meant by "properly." She said that she wanted to be chased and caught and that she would make some attempt to fight them off but ultimately they would win and she would end up being gang fucked. By as many men that wanted her. The thought of this excited me no end but I reckoned that it was only a fantasy and that it would be impossible.