Aunt Delia would know, but nobody else. Would the rest of them be able to guess? Maybe, but they would not know for sure, and that’s the way I wante... it. I’d had enough of their worthless gratitude and phony sympathy. The incident at the church had sealed it for me. I was in and out of the hospital in a week’s time. I’d decided to shack up in Phoenix for another week before chancing the long drive back to my digs in Douglas; well, I was still pretty weak. I hadn’t been on the computer in the. I don't believe Tom is going anywhere, and from the looks of the ring on your finger, he is very serious about your relationship. Be patient. I know that's not one of your strongest talents," she noted with a grin."I think he'll happily help you make a baby as soon as he thinks you're ready. It's something that both of you need to discuss clearly, seriously, and decide it's really what you want to do at that time. Having a baby isn't like having a bunch of dolls to play with Dee. Having a baby. As I put on my thigh length silky robe a plan formed in my young blond head.I went back into the bedroom and my Dad was sprawled out on his back completely naked and completely out. The handcuffs he had used on me were still lying on the floor where he had dropped them. I tiptoed over to the gym bag he had brought in and looked to see what other toys of torture he had chosen to bring. I found what I wanted in another set of handcuffs.I made my way quietly to the bed and clipped one end of one. Her baby dress had very puffy short sleeves and billowed out from itspretty smocked top at almost as forty-five degree angle to end is a seaof lace and frills just below her waist. Clearly visible beneath hershort dress were very large and puffy panties with at least as manyfrills as her bonnet. It appeared that not only were they lined in somesort of plastic but also that there was a diaper pinned up under them.Mummy greeted the woman warmly, complimenting her on how nice herlittle baby looked.