Although it was only three hours a day, it was proving a challenge for Daphne, if not her precious Stella. When her husband had first insisted that th...y take advantage of the free part day nursery offered by the local council, she had come up with dozens of reasons not to. After all Stella had never been left with anyone other than family. Having followed basic attachment parenting techniques, she was certain that her child would suffer terrible separation anxiety being away from her primary. I also can’t let you use this in the divorce. This is more complicated and I want to make sure that I have a safe exit strategy for all seven of us before it all blows up. I’m working on it and I need to see Donald. I need information that he has. Right now I have him stalling her with the story that the separation has me more hurt and angry than he thought so he can’t get near the house to get the stuff yet ‘til I calm down. It’s not a stalling tactic that he can sell forever, but it gave me. Melly just stood there bawling. I found this all slightlyamusing, as there was an obvious solution to the problem sitting in theliving room watching TV with his feet up. In retrospect, I was surprisedthat they hadn't asked me first."I'll take them." I said. I was suddenly engulfed in limbs and fabric asboth girls pounced on me and began kissing me, thanking me profusely.Milly almost poked me in the eye with her false nose."Gerrof me!" I yelled. The girls laughing and shouting with. “Owwww! That hurts!” She exclaimed as she tried to sit up and push me away at the same time. I firmly held my two fingers into her ass as I pushed her down with my free arm.“Shhh, it’s ok. It’s ok.” I told her.Still in her drunken stupor, she asked “What are you doing?”, flopping back onto the bed.“It’s ok.” I repeated as I pushed my two fingers as far as they would go.She tried to jerk away but I firmly held my fingers in. After a few moments of fighting, she relaxed and it seemed like.