"Boobs, I want boobs," Miles declares, making a cupping gesture with his hands.
"Whose boobs do you fancy?" Miles thought about it for a few moments.
"Moms? Hey, don't look at me like that. I like big boobs and Mom is the only woman I know with big boobs."
"OK, if that's what you want."
I rubbed my temples and pictured Mom's boobs on Miles' chest. It wasn't the 'shazam' moment I had expected, rather that they started to grow, and grow, and grow.
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