I had no idea how long my card had been used exclusively for Mya but it seems it was past it limits. Rarely did she ever call me that and usually, in fact always, it was only when she wanted something. I glanced down at what she held up and swore I could see a thong mixed in with some clothing that looked way to small for her. She was a little taller than Mya, and had a cute little figure under the thrift store clothes. “Even though there were a lot, I picked the creepiest one I could find. My funds had to go to the bills that my wife would never help out with, not at the expense of her little girl. Tomorrow at our k-12 school, I know a few randy high school boys who will have a good time with Tilby out in the old storage shed that is far enough from the school that you can’t hear screams, not that she would be able to scream with her mouth so full anyway.”
