Kids filled the swings and slides, theirlaughter filling the air while young mothers chased those few that weredetermined to test their skills at elud...ng a parent. Young boys hitbaseballs, others played tennis while yet another group simply satwatching people. It was a pleasant sight, yet seeing those youngmothers with their children made me feel like I wanted to be one ofthem. Only I knew that was just a dream. I would never be a mother, soI swallowed those thoughts and kept running. Mom set. “I guess it’s just been a long night.”“Are you upset about breaking up with your boyfriend?” I asked her.She looked back up at me and shrugged. “Not really. It wasn’t anything serious. I just…” she trailed off and looked away again.I put a hand under her chin and lifted her head up, she didn’t resist. “It’s okay, you can tell me,” I said, looking into her eyes.“Tell you? How? It’s personal, and I don’t even know your name,” she replied, sounding as if she was trying not to cry.“Well, that’s an. Dad continued: "She had to give the baby up for adoption. Her parents wouldn't let her keep it."Marie moved her hand reflexively to her stomach, as if to protect her unborn child.My Dad quickly spoke: "But we won't force you to do that, Marie. This isn't the 60's."No, it was the 80's: blow-dried hair, parachute pants, and Duran Duran.We thanked Dad and talked about it some more between the two of us. Marie suggested we look through birth records at City Hall to see if our older sibling could be. As I went upstairs I let my sister know Jenny was here so get ready so she stripped off and laid on her bed legs spread and she start to finger herself and pull on her nipples, I couldn’t help it but I just had to have a taste of her pussy before I disappeared.I was in my room for what appeared to be ages when I heard Jenny come upstairs. First she cleaned the bathroom and toilet then she came to my sisters room. I heard the door open (I slipped up a little here because I should have left my.