Then when the flow slowed down to a little dribble I pushed Di down on her back and began to scoop up what I could with my fingers and push it back in...side her vagina.“You really do want to make a baby in me, don’t you?,” she said, matter-of-factly.“Can you doubt it? I think about that all the time.”“Well this time you may get your wish.”“We’ll see.”For those next two months the days of joy and bliss to be so intimate with Di seemed to blend together, though we enjoyed such a great variety of. My friend Carol Lee was having her period and couldn’t jump fast enough to escape the dodgeball.I again tried on my birthday skirt and used my pliers to attach the charm to my bracelet, but I’d not wear that tomorrow, so I’d have something to show around on Tuesday.The year ahead might be special for another reason, too, as Mom had also hidden away a booklet. The reference to “Daddy and I often speak of you as our ‘young lady,’” wasn’t quite right because my father wasn’t with us, but the point. Then when the flow slowed down to a little dribble I pushed Di down on her back and began to scoop up what I could with my fingers and push it back inside her vagina.“You really do want to make a baby in me, don’t you?,” she said, matter-of-factly.“Can you doubt it? I think about that all the time.”“Well this time you may get your wish.”“We’ll see.”For those next two months the days of joy and bliss to be so intimate with Di seemed to blend together, though we enjoyed such a great variety of. She had her brandnew license in hand before breakfast time was over.A dark cloud drifted across her face. "No. I ... I just don't, okay?"I nodded, holding up my hands in supplication. "Fair enough. Is thatall, or is there more to the extortion?"She nodded. "Thirdly, you're going to help me get on the cheer team."I snorted. "Just because this body is used to doing tumbles and splits,doesn't mean I know how to. I was a cross-country runner in my moremasculine life. I'm praying Jackson gets the.