" I know ... but I can wish, can't I. I mean, Donna..." Donna's a good case for never giving up," he replied. "But she's like you and Cindy and the bu...ch. Anomalies. Not the way to bet." He put his hand on my belly. There's a perceptible curve there, if you know to look for it. "That's why YOU will be a good mom. You ARE a good mom. Terri..." I love Terri." Terri loves you right back. And that makes me far luckier than I deserve. Because I surely adore you and her both."I sighed, putting my. Mary and John approached the counter, manned by an aging hippy with dirty blonde hair tied in a ponytail. “Can I use one of the rooms with hole in the wall?” she asked softly, timidly. Surely I’m not the first woman to come in with a request like this! Dressed conservatively in a long-sleeved white blouse, short denim skirt with ragged hem, and sandals, she would have been perfectly presentable shopping on the boulevard. The clerk stared – she was the only woman in a large shop of about. ..so be it!Try to keep this goal in mind as you write. Try to be thinking about endings and ways to link threads together. Also, all we need is two options for each chapter. If there are already two maybe think about adding elsewhere to the story before starting a whole new thread.How will this work?I will leave this story on Private until November 1st whereupon I will switch it over to Public. Chaos shall ensue for the month of November (or, if my previous attempt at community writing is any. Henoticed as the nipples on his belly became swollen."You do have some more milk for me!" said the foal, her voice full ofjoy."Yes, I do have milk for you," said James in a very uncertain voice.He then noticed the foal approaching. She put her lips to one of thenipples and started to suckle.James was certainly on edge as the foal neared. But as soon as the foalhad started to suckle. His fear subsided and he suddenly felt calm. Hecould feel milk issue from the nipple and it felt good."That's it..