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I snuggled against his chest, exhausted but glowing. “Thank you, Daddy… I tried my best for you.” He smiled and tightened his arms around me. “Tomorrow we’ll go even further. I want to try a full day at the mall with the toys on while I make you try on many outfits in the fitting rooms. Would you like that challenge?” Even though I was tired, the thought sent a fresh thrill through me. “Yes, Daddy. I want to try it.” He kissed the top of my head tenderly. “My perfect little sex toy. Every day you make me prouder.”

"Mr. Cosby, you're just in time! Harriet only won a plushie, yet she's insisting she won the grand prize and is making a fuss. You have to back me up!" I stared at Vincent coldly. "Mr. Cosby, you owe me an explanation." If he were willing to admit he no longer loved me, I would be willing to end things on good terms. Vincent looked at me, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Harriet, I know you've been working here for years, and you're upset about not winning the grand prize. I can compensate you later, but I won't let you take Katie's prize."

she chirped happily… My chest tightened. “A big uncle?” I repeated, my tone still soft, still calm, even though something inside me had already started to sink. Storm nodded eagerly, stepping forward like he had something even better to show. “He bought us toys too!” he said proudly, lifting up a bright yellow robot. “Look! Bumblebee!” He grinned widely, completely excited, completely unaware. My eyes lingered on the toy for a second. Then slowly… lifted. “A big uncle…” I repeated again, quieter this time.

"What about toys? Could I get him a teddy? There are some really big ones here and..." "Lake! You do not need to bother. He doesn't need toys, not now." After I had driven all this way? Hell naw. Besides, I could not go to see Jojo and the baby empty handed now, could I? "He could play with them some other time. I'll get him so many stuffed animals, he won't be able to pick a favorite." As I spoke, my gaze magically traveled to the part of the store where toys were arranged on neat shelves.

"How charming, Robin said in a tone of disgust, again generously contributing her penny's worth. The grocery shop was standard and I found myself walking down the kiddie's aisle that was stacked with toys. I browsed the shelves and my eyes landed on a water gun that looked like a real gun. My mind immediately went to 'holy water dispenser' and I picked up the toy. "A toy gun?" Robin questioned and I didn't realize she was behind me. "I like to collect them." I threw the gun in the trolley and continued to browse the shelves ignoring her. Not all monsters had claws and fangs. They were human too. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

He asked as I grabbed the pajama and the shirt from him. “I do love those films.” “They’re part of my childhood memories. I had toys of them but I don’t know where they are now.” “Toy story was everyone’s childhood memories.” I trailed. I was already beginning to unbutton my shirt and then unclasping my necktie and the next I know; I was already naked right in front of Ambrose. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I noticed Ambrose was staring at me as if I’m a piece of free meat.

This gave Macy more ammunition to shoot down my idea of sending Rose to a school of performing arts. I honestly believed she was doing better now that she lived in a calm environment. She seemed happier and the massive smile on her face that showed of her deep cheek dimples proved it. The one noticeable thing about Rose wasn't what she looked like or what she wore. It was the massive, ugly green toy she carried around. I remembered seeing that dinosaur in that movie she had been making me watch until she fell off to sleep. Baby Bop was its name! The toy was dirty beyond recognition but she refused to let go of it. She took it wherever she went, including to school. Of course, she hid it in h

“I can’t wait to play with them!” Troye gave her the box, and the little girl ran back to where her brother was. “I also have something for you, Kaydee.” Troye sat beside the little boy and put the box before him. “What is this, Uncle? You don’t really have to buy me toys,” Kaydee seemed curious about the toy, but unlike his sister, he was shy. “Those are called hot wheels, I believe?” Troye chuckled. “Thank you…” Kaydee timidly took the box and opened it.

Do that, pick a plush for yourself, a gift from me. I smile and he looks at me half without believing, but still shrugs and looks at the plush options he has. As predicted he chose the least childish plush, which is from Toy Story’s Buzz Lightyear. He’s so cute... I just love animations, especially Barbie., always see every week.

Jay's voice quivered as he patted Storm's head. Storm let out a low whine and then looked at me almost like he wanted me to do something to pick up Jay's mood. Jay lifted the chewed-out stuff toy and looked at it for a while. "When Storm was a puppy, he got into a phase when he used to destroy all our shoes. Alya must have figured something out so she got him this toy. He grew out of the phase quickly after that and this shoe became his favourite toy. After... Storm hasn't let go of this toy because it reminds him of her. But he gives it to me when I'm having a rough time."