November 5, 2018
she said as soon as the door opened, not giving him a chance to say anything. “I’m your Abdl baby sitter for the evening!” “What? I’m sorry, you have the wrong address,” he said, starting to close the door. “Oh … oh no! Do I have the wrong address?” She showed him the paper she wrote it on. “This is my address, but I don’t have any babies,” he started to close the door again. “I bet a baby lives here though,” she said lowly, before the door closed. She grinned as the door stopped. Jenna had been right! “I … I don’t know what you mean,” he said, unsure of himself. “Oh come on. You don’t need someone to put a bib around your neck and feed you baby food and a bottle? Maybe […]