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Della holds tightly in her stubby nail bitten 8 fingers a buttered slice of toast taking bites now and then then dips it in the boiled egg yoke deep her mother watches her Downs daughter with those kind Mongoloid bright blue eyes how'd you sleep? My eyes closed Della says sleep all night? Yes all night did you dream? Had nightmare what about? Froggy's touch what about Froggy's touch? I pretend I'm asleep why pretend? If he thinks I'm asleep he won't touch over much he touches? Touches me tickles you? Not always but sometimes? Della nods eats her toast her mother looks at her the wide mouth the broad tongue touches me secret place secret place? Where abouts? Della dips the soldier of sliced toast in the yoke of yellow prods it down and then out and licks it where abouts does he touch? Mother asks secret place Froggy says mustn't tell where abouts Loadingdoes he touch? Froggy said cousin's can where abouts did he touch? Mother asks once again Della stares at her plate of boiled egg and sliced toast thinking of Froggy's touch and promise she had made not to blab (Froggy's word) about it the secret touching place it's nowhere Della says dreamed of it in my sleep are you sure? Mother asks Della nods and dips toast in the yoke of the egg thinking on Froggy's touch up her leg.
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 4:59 AM UTC
SECRET PLACE.
Della holds tightly in her stubby nail bitten 8 fingers a buttered slice of toast taking bites now and then then dips it in the boiled egg yoke deep her mother watches her Downs daughter with those kind Mongoloid bright blue eyes how'd you sleep? My eyes closed Della says sleep all night? Yes all night did you dream? Had nightmare what about? Froggy's touch what about Froggy's touch? I pretend I'm asleep why pretend? If he thinks I'm asleep he won't touch over much he touches? Touches me tickles you? Not always but sometimes? Della nods eats her toast her mother looks at her the wide mouth the broad tongue touches me secret place secret place? Where abouts? Della dips the soldier of sliced toast in the yoke of yellow prods it down and then out and licks it where abouts does he touch? Mother asks secret place Froggy says mustn't tell where abouts Loadingdoes he touch? Froggy said cousin's can where abouts did he touch? Mother asks once again Della stares at her plate of boiled egg and sliced toast thinking of Froggy's touch and promise she had made not to blab (Froggy's word) about it the secret touching place it's nowhere Della says dreamed of it in my sleep are you sure? Mother asks Della nods and dips toast in the yoke of the egg thinking on Froggy's touch up her leg.
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 4:59 AM UTC
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