Well sort of a child, a child that can get married, with permission, or have sex. I’m not complaining. Aunty sex I burst into tears with that news, and apparently it broke the dam in my whole body, my period which was late, started not long after. I’d help bathe the little ones. It was his turn to lay back, close his eyes and moan. “You are truly my glory.” Like I said, the Bible is a handy source for things to say. So I took him home to see Mam and Da. “Over sexed” was the second thing said about GI’s. Well sort of a child, a child that can get married, with permission, or have sex. I liked this arrangement. It was slippery, and my finger came out wet.
