"Move your fingers," said the body. Charles responded any practicing physician would have the right to commit me for hearing this. Or maybe I'm just stupid.Myrna appeared on the landing and screamed, "Charles, don't you hear Bernelle crying?"
"What do you want me to do?"
Pick her up will you. Please!
She's been crying for one half hour now pick her up for yourself.
Do we have to start this now? Myrna meanders down the steps and cajoles Bernie.
Will you do something other than playing with yourself.
What are you trying to do get sex?
Look, Charles, I haven't the notion to sit and ridicule you for your major tendencies. Take up your responsibilities. There's alot I don't do but I am a MOM.
"All you had to do was move your fingers," said the body.
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