My Girls and Me, Part 2 – Tentative Moves

by My Girls

That first kiss. One of thousands I have had. This one I will always remember. This was one in a million. So different. So wrong. So scary and so unbelievable. I cannot even try and explain what I was thinking and feeling inside when lips met and our tongues slid so softly into one another’s mouths. It was passionate and so loving. So tender. So expert that I could have been kissing an old lover. But this was my own sweet teenage daughter. I can remember shaking with nerves, terror and excitement. My nostrils flared as I tried to catch my breath. Trying to comprehend the situation as my belly filled full with butterflies. I could hear the soft moans coming from my daughters mouth. Soft moans that sent sensual vibrations into my mouth. Her small tongue battled with mine to gain access and be the first to conquer and explore our mouths. I gave in without contest and let Alex taste my warm saliva that was seeping from my cheeks almost filling my mouth. Her hands cupped my face and lifting my head the liquid drained into her mouth. I could feel the warm breath from her nose on my face and heard a gulp as she drank. The sound of that gulp made my heart skip a beat. I pushed my tongue forward and gained access to Alex’s mouth and began to lick every part inside her delectable mouth. Her teeth so soft and clean. Her tongue soft and pliable, but rough on top and slippery and so sweet underneath. I can still remember every crease every wet smooth inner cheek and every tooth my tongue softly caressed. Most of all I remember the taste of her spit and the warmth of her mouth. Like I said I shall never forget that first kiss as long as I live. I’m sure Alex will never forget how she made me succumb to her whim with so little ease.

For three long years I had held back not wanting to loose the tender moments of passion we had. Passion that was so close. As we sat facing one another or lay beside each other masturbating with our eyes closed and I now know she was thinking of me as I was of her. One tiny moment of abandonment and our relationship could have begun so much sooner. I guess in a way I am glad she made the first move. In all probability I never would as thoughts of abuse and guilt would have wracked my brain. Alex is a headstrong girl and I guess after the three years she has become bolder and more mature. A teenage girl that had the boldness to do what I so wanted to do and never hade the guts to. The moment I felt her tongue push into my mouth in the kitchen was such a shock. Nothing could have prepared me for that. I don’t think a mother could ever be prepared for her own child to make a move like that or even conceive that it would ever happen. Yes a mother and child masturbating together in my eyes is a wonderful sensual thing to share and either in theory or practice it makes the bond between them closer. Teaching a child the joys of self pleasuring should be a mandatory education for the parent to teach their own children. Be it a father to son or mother to daughter. A man would never conceive of such a thing, but as a mother I know we all should share our experiences with our daughters. It’s all part of nurturing and love and makes the precious child become a mature and loving adult. Preparing them and making them who they will become. It’s all part of growing up and I just wish my mother would have done the same for me. I’m glad to have had the opportunity to be able to show Alex and if Charlie ever comes to me I will be glad to do the same for her. Would I ever be as bold as Alex and try to go further with Charlie? I cannot say, but my thoughts toward her are becoming stronger, sexually and my maternal love for her that has no bounds will never cease no matter what may come. I know she will become curious and if she ever caught me and Alex sharing a moment together, questions would be asked and I’ll will deal with that if ever it transpires.

With Alex our nakedness and masturbation did become a natural and loving thing between us. Yes we were wanting the same thing. I guess I’m just saying I never knew Alex was the type to go a step further. As they say children have no fear and that was certainly the case with her. She must have had no thought that kissing me could have ruined what we had. Maybe after three years she unlike me held back and could not take it anymore. Or maybe (which I think is more probable) is that over the years her sexual desire was at first just a childish crush and it grew and grew into true sexual desire and she now has a different kind of love for me.

A little narrative I know, but I think it is the best way I can describe things rather than ramble on inconsistently as my mind recalls things.

The parent, child and child, parent love is still here and as strong as ever, but when Alex and I are together there is still that and more. The love I have for Alex when we are making love is hard to empathise, so I think I should just carry on and narrate our relationship from that day we first kissed to the present day. There are others that become involved in my life. Not to mention Charlie and two others. They too shall be written about if not only for just being there, but their beauty to me is perfection and of course my complete love for them is undeniable .

I could not think of anything else as I walked from Alex’s bedroom and back to kitchen. Charlie had put the dishes into the dishwasher and as I almost zombie like sat down next to her in the living room the sound of the dishwasher and television did not even register. Just the feeling of my daughter’s lips and tongue with mine ran through my head over and over. I didn’t even notice my crotch soaked panties and the smell beginning to fill the air destroying the aroma of the dinner the girls had eaten. If little Charlie noticed I did not know or care.

I know not how long I sat there until Charlie broke my thoughts and cuddled up next to me. In autopilot I put my arm around her and looked into her sweet big blue eyes and smiled.

“Hello little one” I whispered.

“ Where’s Alex?” she asked.

I thought for a moment. Again the kiss re-entered my thoughts

“Mummy where’s Alex?” Charlie asked again.

“Oh sorry sweetie she’s in her room”

“ What you talk about mummy?”

“Oh nothing much baby.” I had to think quick. “ It was just about school and stuff.”

Thankfully Charlie just said “ Oh” and that was that.

It was six ‘o’ clock and as the news came on and I knew it was time to for Charlie to get ready for dance class.

“ Come on baby lets get you dressed” I said as I stood up taking hold of her hand and led her to her bedroom.

As we passed Alex’s room Charlie playfully wrapped her knuckles on her door. I wondered what Alex was doing in their but I let her be to contemplate what we had done.

Charlie and I walked into her pig sty of a bedroom and as I began to pick up the clothes strewn on the floor Charlie slipped of her panties and threw them to me.

It is such a delight to see my girls naked. To be in awe of their beauty and be almost giddy with wonder and unbelievably to know that I could produce inside of me two of the most adorable children. I see Charlie naked most of the day as she relieves herself of clothing as soon as she gets back from school. Today was no different except for whatever reason she left her favourite panties on .

I sat down on her bed as she stood in front of me and turned her back to me. With her unblemished cute bottom in front of me I smacked it softly and she let out a most adorable giggle. I smile with such glee when she laughs because it is such a treasured thing to hear a child full of happiness. I removed her scrunchies and untangled her pony tails and ran my fingers through her blonde hair and let it fall over her shoulders and back. Although Charlie is eight she was five back then and still loves to be dressed and undressed so who am I to refuse. I picked up her leggings and Charlie bends down and pulls them up her thin legs. They encase her pert bottom and she looks adorable. She slips her feet into the little bands and hands me her leotard. Again bending down she slips her feet into her leotard. Holding the sides I pull them up her skinny legs feeling her warmth on my fingers I run them round the rim of the garment to place it on her bottom. Oh to have such a perfect bottom would be a godsend. Small and perfect is Charlie’s and just a joy to touch and look at. Charlie turns to me and I smile as her two tiny nipples confront my face.

“ Oooh hello” I say to them.

Charlie giggles.

She places a finger on each and circles around them and replies.

“Hello mummy”

I have the biggest smile on my face as I lift the straps and Charlie puts her arms through.

Glancing around the room I see her leg warmers and go to pick them up. Ever since she saw ‘Fame’ she wanted a pair of purple leg warmers. Oh well she is only a child and we must cater for their every whim or there will be tantrums and such like. Charlie puts on her white plimsolls and black parker jacket then picks up her bag with her tap shoes in.

“Isn’t it street dance tonight baby? I ask her. “Oh yeah” she replied and put her bag back on the chair in the corner of the room. I switch off the bedroom light and walk Charlie to the front door. Bending down I give her a kiss and I get one back then she wonders off down the road. Three times a week she goes to dance class which is only three hundred yards away and I watch her stroll down the road until I see her go inside. I give her a little wave as she goes in and that’s the last I see of her for and hour and a half.

I shut the front door and I lean my back against it and look toward the stairs as if I’m looking at Alex. I feel her mouth against mine again and my eyes shut as I can still taste her and feel her tongue inside my mouth. I was there for a while until I decided to go back to my girls room and do what? I didn’t know. What would I say? What would she say? What would happen?

I tap on her door and as my hand took hold of the cold brass handle I froze almost scared to go in.

“ Come in” Alex said and I almost felt like a child at the headmistresses door for being a naughty girl. A flash memory of boarding school enters my mind.

As a stern voice of an overbearing women says “Enter” and I coyly walk in knowing fine well of the impending sentence.

Already she knows of my naughty exploit, hence the reason for being there.

She reads the report and with an angry look She says my name and I lower my head as if I’m ashamed.

Her eyes turn up to me and her head follows. “ Well well. I think you know what to do.”

Many times at boarding school I had been in her study and yes I knew the drill.

My first time was very nerve racking and her commanding voice was rather quite scary. I was not expecting what she said the first time as I had heard all the scary stories and the little cheats some girls had about wearing three pairs of panties to soften the pain.

“ Bend over….Lift your skirt and touch your toes”

The same every time. Those words will always be with me.

So I do what she says as she walks behind me cane in hand.

It didn’t seem unusual at the time, but thinking back I’m sure she had a fetish about caning and especially to see young girls pert bottoms redden as she whacks them either three times, or as in my case usually six. She did have girls over to her house on the weekends. No one knew what happened over there but we did wonder if they were paedophile orgies as we all said she was a raving lesbian. Quite funny really seeing as I was seduced by the two dormitory prefects and at that time thought I was a lesbian. Which I am after trail and error with an eight year marriage and a only one boy back in my teenage years to say otherwise.

I’m pretty sure the headmistress probably had a room for tying the girls up and performing all manner of painful sexual acts to make her fantasies come true.

Now I’m not into pain except when it comes to my ass and nipples, but getting caned at the tender age of ten did feel a bit naughty and kinky in a way. Knowing now it turned me on but I wouldn’t want to be caned again.

Oh my memories of boarding school make me happy.

Sorry. My mind was reminiscing.

So I pushed down on the handle and slowly opened the bedroom door. I wasn’t actually sure what I was going to see except just Alex probably lying on her bed. I had a millisecond snapshot in my head of her masturbating while imagining me kissing her, but there she was simply sitting cross legged on her bed staring straight at me with a somewhat look of sorrow.

I quickly walked to the bed and sitting next to her I put an arm around her.

“Are you alright sweetheart?” I asked in a concerned tone.

The answer was a simple shy smile as her face turned to me. Her arms wrapped around my neck and our lips met again. My left hand raised up and as I touched her slender frame. I could feel her ribs under her school shirt and I began to rub gently caressing her torso. Moans left her mouth again sending those sensual vibrations onto my tongue and lips. Again our saliva mixed as I again explored her warm mouth.

I reluctantly broke the kiss needing to talk to her and try in a motherly fashion to make sure Alex and I knew what we were doing together.

Whispering softly as our faces were so close and blurred I tried to find the right words.

“ Baby…… I just want to know?”

Alex’s right hand came to my left cheek.

“ Are you sure this is what you want. You know where you/we are going with this?”

I wasn’t sure what her answer was going to be,

Bold and with an assuring tone Alex whispered. “ Yeah I know mam.”

“You know?” I queried her answer.

“Yes mam. I know what were doing and I’ve wanted to for ages.” then a slight pause before she continued. “ Ever since we…you know started to.” I smiled at her and she knew that I understood her.

“Well I errr dunno. Haway mam you must have known…. I’ve wanted to kiss you for ages and I’m glad we did.”

“But you kissed me” I said almost feeling like a child blaming another for something that had happened.

“I know mam, but when you kissed me at dinner it just felt kinda right to. Ya know when you put your lips against mine I just did it.”

Alex’s head lowered as if she felt I was ashamed of her actions.

Two of my fingers lifted her chin.” Baby mummy’s glad you did.” My concerned tone seemed to comfort her as a smile appeared on her face. I smiled to.

Alex’s hand moved from my cheek to the nape of my neck and tried pulling me forward kiss her again. I refused still wanting her and me to try and comprehend the monumental step we were going to take in our lives. The step toward incest. The step into the unknown realms of lesbian love. The love that is absolutely forbidden between a mother and daughter and the frown that society has upon such love. All to much to ask her to understand but as long as she knew and understood it was forbidden and she also knew never to tell a sole.

Alex I know is mature beyond her years and her answer comforted me.

“Mam. I ain’t gonna tell no one. I just want to touch you. You know. Kiss you all over and want to be with you like all them other ones you come home with. Them women you sleep with. When I her ya together I want to be there with you. Like when we are together and ya moan. I want to make you moan. I want to eeeer”

“What baby what?” I want to hear Alex say it. I need to hear her say it. Just so I know she understands, If not only to make sure to myself she wants our relationship to go further.

With slight reservation Alex says the words I want to hear. “I want you mam. I want to make you come. Be naked together like touch you and feel you.”

Then I here the ultimate words.

I wanna fuck you mam.”

I was a little stunned by that word. For a second I wasn’t sure if Alex has said it. She had. The ‘F’ word. I didn’t know for sure if Alex knew exactly what fucking another woman actually meant. In my eyes a big strapon, either up my ass or deep in my pussy was my idea, but I guess to her it was just the word children all use for use of a better one. It’s not a word I use often and I have now explained to her it’s better to use the term ‘making love‘. No matter if it be a woman or girl and yes if you really want to simply fuck her in the lustful way it’s so much prim and proper and sounds so much more intimate if you say ‘ I want to make love to you’.

I can’t remember if I was absolutely sure Alex understood the almighty consequences if anything went wrong and we were caught but I couldn’t hold back. My over powering lust and love for her and her beautiful young body was all I wanted now.

“ I want you too baby. Mummy wants you so much. I love you so much sweetie and yes I too want you to make me come and I so wanted to touch you and make you come“ I paused and the look of love in her eyes made it almost seem right to go further. I continued now feeling a little better but still scared. I knew we would have to take it slow and in tentative moves.

“Baby give mummy another kiss?”

This was the next step. The real step in our sexual relationship. Alex understood what we were doing and I knew I could now touch her the way I had wanted to for so long. Our kiss was stronger than before as I applied more pressure feeling myself becoming so aroused as my fingers tugged at her school shirt freeing it from her skirt. When my finger tips touched her skin below her ribs and just above her hip bone a stifled moan left my mouth. Alex shuddered slightly at my touch. Scared or simply the feel of her own mother touching her intimately I knew was turning her on. Such wondrous things I wanted to whisper in her ears, to clarify how beautiful she was and how much I loved her.. How much she turned me on and how much I wanted to molest and kiss her whole body. I softly caressed her naked back running my fingers up and down her spine almost scared to go any further as I felt her hands doing the same. Like little school girls fumbling with our first steps toward a sexual encounter. Alex and I were giddy with excitement. We did found ourselves lying next to one another and I think we both were scared to actually go further. I knew it would take time till we both felt comfortable to do so. It would have to be the right time and that was soon to come around.

I don’t think I have ever kissed someone so sensually and for that long. It was as if time simply disappeared. Had we really kissed for over an hour. Lying together on my daughters bed just simply kissing all that time.

We heard the front door close and the loud foot steps of Charlie charging up stairs shouting “Mummy mummy”

In a flash Alex and I sat up and like a child I wiped my mouth with my wrist and just as Charlie walked in I was running a finger over Alex’s lips wiping away the excess saliva that had escaped her mouth. Charlie totally unconcerned about what she saw was full of excitement as she blurted a stream of news that her dance class was going to have a show in six weeks time at the end of the summer holidays.

Alex looked at me and gave a somewhat mischievous smile. I smiled back and then looked at Charlie.

My smile turned to a grin trying not to look as if anything had just happened. “Sweetie that’s wonderful news” I said in a higher pitched voice sounding ever so pleased. I stood taking hold of her hand and we walked out of Alex’s room as Charlie continued her gabble about the end of summer show. I didn’t know but was kind of sure Alex began to pleasure herself when Charlie and I left because she never left her room that night.

I walked Charlie into the bathroom as we always have a bath on the nights she goes to dance class. Charlie doesn’t sweat much but it just seems right to have a bath on those nights. I ran the water and added the usual soapy suds and as it filled I help Charlie undress. Removing her leg warmers and plimsolls Charlie stood in front of me and I knelt before her. I cupped her face and kissed her chin before I slipped the straps off her shoulders and freed her arms from them. I peel the leotard down and I smile as I always do when her slim bare, flat chest comes into view and again I say “Hello” to her nipples. Charlie giggles as always as I continued to pull her garment down. I bent forward and kissed her tummy and as I pull her leotard down her legs I notice a small dark wet patch between her legs. With her leotard gone I tug her leggings down and watch as it clings momentarily to her beautiful soft puffy mounds between her legs. Charlie’s arms simply dangle at her sides as I roam my eyes over the delectable, smooth ’v’ area that starts at the side if her tummy and converges together between her legs into a small perfect tiny crevice. A beautiful thing now I envy with wanton eyes wanting to dive forward and taste this so young delectable child before me. My own youngest child who I want to smell and taste. Roam my nose all over and inhale her beauty and kiss her perfect virgin body. So small and slim as my mind races with images of the things I could show her. All the pleasures she could feel and love. However now I had my eldest to teach and in time I hope Charlie will come to me and I can show her all I know. All the pleasures I will give to Alex and all the wisdom of my sexual life to guide her and help her through her future years.

For now I know Charlie is too young and at that time I had no concerns. If I had thought about it I would have known my new sexual relationship with Alex would not go unnoticed and Charlie would soon become curious. It was only a matter of time before Charlie would find out and begin asking questions. That time is now and I will try as a mother to maybe guide others on how I have dealt with it. That will come later on as I wish to tell all how my sexual revolution with Alex has began to devour me.

I stood up and took off my blouse and skirt and as I remove the rest of my clothing I watch Charlie sit on the toilet and pee. Memories of pee games and on the odd afternoon of chatting typing on msn ‘brb pb’ (be right back potty break for those who don’t know) Going to the toilet and filling a beaker I have on top of the cistern with my urine. I take a look to see it’s colour and if it is clear enough I will drink it down in one. Warm and feeling almost creamy the aftertaste is nice as I feel it flow down to my stomach like a refreshing luke warm drink of tea. I do love to drink urine and from what I’ve heard it’s good for the skin. That could be applying it to the skin externally but I think its far more fun to drink. I have been told too much is bad for you but I don’t do it that often. Only once maybe twice a week for a treat and it does get me feeling rather randy afterward.

Charlie steps down and peals about ten sections of toilet paper and rubs her ‘bunny’ as she calls it.

“ Charlie” I say in a raised voice. “How many times have I told you?”

“Sorry mummy…. I know front to back” she says. One of the first things my mother taught me to do when I started to wipe my privates after the loo was to wipe from the front to back. For those men reading it’s purely a hygiene thing and I’m sure you can work it out.

“ Right come on then little one let’s get in”

Together we climb inside the bath and the warm water feels so nice as I sink slowly into the tub. Charlie slides between my legs as I begin to soap a flannel to wash her back. I push her hair over her shoulder and holding onto one shoulder I begin wiping her back covering it in soap suds. These bath times we still have are very tender happy moments and I will always treasure them. The motherly bond wells inside me as I clean her and it’s times like these I inspect her body. This particular time was different with all the emotional feelings and my mind reeling with thoughts Alex ,inspecting Charlie was going to be more sexual than just a normal thing. With my naked young child before me I began to think of inspecting her precious body and my heart began to race a little faster.

Filling up a jug of water I pour it over her head. I pour some shampoo onto my palm and begin to lather it into her scalp. Charlie is still jabbering on about dance class and the forthcoming show and of course she wants to do the solo street dance near the end. I entertain her by answering in small comments like “Very nice baby” and “Wonderful” not concentrating what so ever on what she is saying. All I can think about is running scenarios of what Alex and I could do together and I know my crotch was swollen and heating up as in a slight daze I washed Charlie’s hair.

“Mummy?”

“MUMMY?”

“Oh what sweetie. Mummy was day dreaming?”

“ What do ya think about me doing the last dance like?”

“That would be wonderful baby. Mummy would be very proud of you” I answered somewhat half heartedly and even to this day I have taught myself to concentrate when Charlie is speaking to me as I would never want to show more love to one of the girls and cause a sibling rivalry.

I poured the water washing the shampoo from Charlie’s head and prompted her to stand. Charlie knew it was ‘lookie time’. I had done these inspections since both girls were born as my mother had done with me and my brother. Checking for worms and their clitoris and hymen etc.

Charlie bent forward for me as I gazed at her beautiful buttocks as they opened up slightly showing me the smallest glimpse of her tiny perfectly formed anus and those puffy smooth mounds of her ‘bunny below. I smiled to myself looking at her in new eyes and I felt the disappointment of knowing I could not touch her in the way I wanted to. For now these little looks would have to make do. After all I had to admit, I had Alex. A thirteen year old virgin. Me wanting her and her wanting me to teach her. Still there was a certain joy looking upon Charlie with motherly, sexual love for such a perfectly formed little girl. A girl I had the right to touch, love, kiss and hold, but not in anyway shape or form to molest in any way that she or I would not feel comfortable with. Charlie would have to make that decision as Alex did and Charlie was far too young to ask for that particular love I could give her.

My hands land on her buttocks and I squeeze them feeling them stiffen as she clenches for a moment. She relaxes as I part them to reveal her sphincter. Just like Alex’s at her age. Tiny and pink. Unblemished and almost no signs of the wrinkles that control the orifice. My thumbs bare down upon it and pull her tiny hole open. I can feel the muscle trying to refuse but my strength prevents it and it opens the tiny hole. I can here Charlie almost squeal as I gaze inside. I see no sign of anything in her tiny dark hole. The sight of this beautiful rose bud is delectable just like Charlie’s cunny and again I want to kiss it and delve my tongue inside to taste the slime from her bowels. That metallic slime that secretes from within. The scat is a really turn off for me and I always say to a woman who wish to have some anal fun.’ No enema non fun’. it does the trick and almost all conform to my request.

I run a finger over her hole and Charlie clenches again as I’m tempted to push my finger in and see what her reaction would be. But I know it would hurt her and I would never hurt my girls.

I release my grip and tap her bottom and Charlie knows to turn around. As she does her ‘bunny’ greats me and I’m almost ravenous to eat her precious body. My hands are almost shaking as I run them down her belly as if I’m trying to seduce her and when my fingers tips feel her large labia I shut my eyes for a second to compose myself. So soft to the touch. Warm and so smooth. Her hairless Venus is a sight to behold and like any other young child’s looks almost wanton to be opened and loved. Like Charlie’s bottom I carefully spread her open and see the darker coloured hood hiding her tiny clitoris. That tiny little button that would give her so much pleasure and as I peel it back I see how small and beautiful it is. A fleeting touch sends a quiver through her body and she lets out a giggle as always happens. How such a small thing can make a woman convulse and give so much euphoria is almost beyond belief and for mother nature to create such a thing is more than miraculous.

“Beautiful sweetie” I complement Charlie on her clitoris which to her means nothing but means everything to me.

I open up her vagina a bit more and the beauty of seeing a child’s inner sanctum is mind blowing. It always seems moist. Shiny and pink glistening with moist fluids that keep it clean and smelling so perfect. To see her tiny urethra and below her half moon maiden head still intact. Alex’s was broken by Charlie’s age and I still remember when Alex came in and mentioned that she had bled a little down there. That was the time I told her about the birds and the bee’s and why she had bled.

“Perfect baby” I again complement her as I take a wee sniff (no pun intended) and am pleased how it smells.

After our bath I dry Charlie off and I put on my dressing gown wrapping Charlie inside. I bend down cupping her buttocks and pick her naked body up and carry her into the living room. I sat down with Charlie hugging me as I love it when her body is against mine and we lay quietly as she eventually falls asleep. I sit there and lovingly smell her fresh clean body and hair.

Often in this situation I’ll notice a dribble of saliva from my youngest begin to form on my breast and I’ll scoop it up and suck it from my finger. I love the taste of Charlie’s saliva which is so unlike Alex’s. Maybe just something my brain is saying because she is younger, but it does taste sweeter and is so perfect and just tastes so child like.

I eventually put Charlie in her bed knowing fine well when I retire she will be snuggled up in my own. It’s only half nine and I decide to go back and see if Alex has had anymore thoughts about us and if she still wants me to show how to love a woman. As I walk to her room I decided it’s time for us to at least masturbate together and see what transpires from there.

This was the night of ‘First contact’ lol and from here on in my lessons would begin. Alex is a willing and perfect pupil and being my own daughter I am so proud she has allowed me to be her tutor. Her mentor and lover.

Here begins our voyage of discovery. For Alex she will find lesbian love, motherly love and how erotic an incestuous affair with me can be. For me I will also find how erotic our relationship will be and how much my love for her will grow an make us closer than any mother and daughter can be.

As I open her door and gaze upon a most beautiful sight. A heavenly sight as if sent from the god’s of love and erotica. My beautiful naked baby lying asleep on top of her duvet in the dim light of her bedroom. The light illuminates every curve on her delightful form and I now feel that our love making will be the most exhilarating experience of my life and to this day I have found nothing that feels better.

Well that’s to come next. My first sexual encounter with my baby. I hope my narration is ok. The grammar and tenses I know are not that good but recalling these memories can put me off to some degree. Please comment good or bad.

Lot’s of love.

My Girls