Judy Blume Fudge Novels & Stories

It was cute how much he loved to see her work, being that he had no artistic hobbies of his own, besides cooking if you wanted to count that. “What are you making?” Alice asked. “Chocolate fudge sauce,” Jamie said. “Oh, let me try, please,” Joseph asked, eyes sparkling. He had such a sweet tooth. Jamie took the spoon and fed Joseph some of the sauce. “Oh my, that is the best thing I’ve ever had in my mouth,” Joseph sighed. “And I’m not just saying that to suck your dick.” “Huh?” Jamie frowned. “It’s a saying,” Joseph explained. “It’s really not,” Alice laughed. “The saying is ‘I’m not just saying that to blow smoke up your arse.’”

SEXUAL HARASSMENT IS PRESENT. READER'S DISCRETION ADVISED. S acha's POV *Two Weeks Later* "Sis, I'm hungry," Judy said as she clenched her stomach. "Oh Judy, I'll get you some crackers." "I don't want any crackers. I want cereal." "I couldn't get you any more cereal this time Judy. The money we've got remaining is all the money we have right now. We can't waste it so have some crackers with jelly and Kool-aid."

And that was saying a lot because Juicy liked to eat. "What is in this...? Banana?" But she didn't have any bananas. Troy was nodding. "You had a box of instant banana pudding in your pantry. That's the secret ingredient—not so secret anymore, I guess." "Pudding?" She savored another bite of pancake. "I would have never thought..." There wasn't one raw spot on the bacon, nor was it burnt; it was just right. Juicy peeked at him. "Can I ask you a question?"

Before Hedwig could say something, Blake said, "Dowen, go to make some Disco Fries. Hedwig has been playing for a long time, and she might be hungry now." Disco Fries were fried fries in a sauce of meat juice, cheese, and other ingredients. It was a common snack in New Jersey. Actually, Hedwig liked Disco Fries very much. But I wouldn't allow her to eat too much because it was fried food. I looked at Blake in surprise. Why did he always antagonize me? As I expected, Hedwig's eyes lit up when she heard the word "Disco Fries". She cheered and said, "Wow! Mommy, did you hear that? Daddy is going to prepare Disco Fries. Can I have some?"

Judy got busy, reviewing contracts, preparing meeting materials, and dealing with project proposals. Lewis was busy too; it was as if things had returned to how they were before. Lewis glanced at Judy from the corner of his eye, and his gaze involuntarily fell on her lips. Today, her lipstick was a bean paste color, she wore light makeup, and her hair was casually tied up with a pin, a professional look tinged with a woman's charm and softness. Judy was wearing a black pencil skirt and a pale blue blouse today, revealing a pair of slender, fair legs that were really attractive and hard to look away from.

“It's going to be hard, and worse, it may never erase the pain completely. But it's better than not trying at all.” I go dumb, because I don’t know what to say to that. Deep down, I'm not sure I deserve to be fixed. I don’t know if I can believe that possibility anymore. Judith returns from the kitchen. Dessert is served. The lemon cakes with cream are so fluffy, soft, and they taste so sweet. Judith talks about the latest pack gossip. Callan rolls his eyes but smiles anyway, pouring us more wine.

He responded with a faint smile. If the flowers are this extravagant then what about the fudge, Dennis thought still with quite a bit of skepticism. But he knew if his daughter was really married her husband had to know his way around food. “Mind if we have a little dessert before our dinner?” Dennis asked as he opened the fudge Brayden had given him. The packaging looked a little old school like it had come from a family owned sweet shoppe. It had promise. He cut an ounce of the chocolate fudge into four pieces and each of them took a piece and popped the pieces into their mouths. Meredith began to moan followed by a delicious sigh. Brayden wanted to take her home and hear more of her moans

Irene felt sick to her stomach listening to her lies, but she forced a smile on her pretty face and nodded. “I agree completely. We’ll have to get together soon for a real chat,” Irene suggested. Judy smiled, looking more relaxed than when she had first come into the kitchen. She applied another layer of jam before putting the other slice of bread on top. She cut the sandwich in a triangle, which even Irene knew was her brother’s favorite shape. Judy walked across the kitchen in search of chips. “I believe Matt’s favorite chips are in the bottom cabinet,” Irene said as she made her way across the kitchen and around the counters, behind Judy’s back. Judy searched the bottom cabinet for the ch

I thought about making conversation but decided against it because I was sure he wouldn't respond. We finished eating dinner and the table was cleared, Gina returned with a plate of cherry pie and another bowl of cookie dough ice cream for me as dessert. Judah eyed my plates with disgust. "What the hell are those?" "Oh these, They. Are. Desserts. This. Is. A. Plate. Of. Cherry. Pie. This. Is. A. Bowl. Of. Ice. Cream." I spoke as if I was talking to a child, raising each plate to show him as I explained.

Faaza was going to tutoring, so Cheryl did not meet Juna's sister whose face was like a doll. After the mango pudding was finished, Cheryl had another meal of lucky, sweet strawberry-flavoured sticks. The girl ate three sticks at once while closing her eyes, so she enjoyed it. Juna studied Cheryl. Beautiful and chubby cheeks, even though her cheeks are wider. But, what was stuck on Cheryl's body looked perfect. Cheryl was a very beautiful girl, but Juna's feelings saw Cheryl, not as the opposite sex, just a younger sister. Juna saw a crumb in the corner of Cheryl's lips. The boy wiped lightly, causing Cheryl to open her eyes in surprise.