Fair Poor Mommy sent me to the park to play, while she cleaned the house. While I was playing, I wet my pants. I ran home and as I got through the front door and started to go to my room, mommy saw me and asked me what was wrong.
Warthog My name is Jenny. My story is about a major change in my life. I'm 35 years old, married and have two children.
My husband is a Minister in a small town in Texas. We've been married for 17 years.
My life has been very prim and proper but satisfying until recently. About two weeks ago I started out to attend a bible seminar in Dallas, which is about a three hour drive from home.
I kissed and hugged my two sons Brad and Jeff and husband Jim and promised that I would be careful on the road. The trip went fine until I got near Dallas.
A road construction crew was working on the road and had set up a detour. I checked my map to see how far this would put me from my final destination. No problem, it turned out, if I used a county road about 5 miles from the detour.
Unfortunately, my car decided to die after about 10 miles down the county road. I lifted the hood to take a look at the engine even though I know nothing about cars.
I had hopes that someone might come along and help. I hadn't passed any cars on this stretch and I was worried it might be some time before someone came by.
It was a hot July day and I was beginning to perspire. My worries ended when a pick-up truck pulled up behind my car. Two very large black men got out and walked to the front of my car. I was startled at first and a little afraid at the site of these two giants.
They seemed polite enough when they asked if I needed help. I smiled and answered yes. Both looked under the hood and after a few minutes' one of the men said that it looked like a bad fuel pump. He offered to give me a ride into town to arrange a tow. I accepted his kindness and introduced myself.
The man that offered the ride told me that his name was Fred and his friend's name was Joe. We all got in their truck with me sitting in the middle. The pick-up was old and had no air-conditioning.
It was a standard size pick- up but I was still cramped between these huge men. I noticed that my shirt was beginning to cling to my skin. Fred and Joe had noticed as well. They kept stealing glances at my chest as the wet material of my shirt outlined my breasts.
They remained gentlemen, however. The attention is something I am used to.Children's Literature, Children's Books, Pre K books, Young adult fiction, Children's fiction, Children's non-fiction, Kids books, Reading for kids, Children's Librarians, Books for teachers, Books for girls, Books for boys, Books for reading disabled, Reading disability, Early Childhood Education, STEM, hi-lo books, Readers Advisory, Children's Readers Advisory, Reading Comprehension.
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