Wang continued to nuzzle at the young girl's bare pussy, heedless of his audience. He growled low in his throat when Ken tried to urge him aside, away from the delicious mound of raw pussy meat. His tongue slurped and lapped at Jody's twat lips, and his snout burrowed into her, pushing her body a few inches along the rug.
"Well," Ken said, "what the hell are we going to do about this turn of events?"
Mary frowned and shrugged.
"Damned if I know," she said. She knelt cautiously beside Jody, keeping one eye on Wang's huge head. She wasn't about to try to interfere with his meal.
She looked at Jody's pretty face. Had the child fainted? Her face was bright red. Mary noticed tears glistening where her eyelids closed, and then the tears began flowing. Jody sobbed with a sudden sharp deep intake of breath, then burst into hysterical weeping.
"It's OK, honey. It's OK," Mary said, quickly reaching out and stroking the little girl's hair.
This tenderness only caused the girl to howl louder. Jody had never in her life been so utterly, so totally, so thoroughly embarrassed – so completely ashamed of herself.
She bawled and bawled, and Mary caressed her face and cheeks and hair, cooing to her, calming her, gently beginning to make love to her.
Ken finally grabbed Wang by the thick fur along the back of his neck and hauled him away from Jody's cunt. Wang yelped. He tried to get back to his lunch, but Ken growled at him, warning him away.
Wang went to the kitchen door, but there he turned and gave Ken a withering glare of contempt.
With a snort, he pushed through the door and strode into the kitchen.
Ken looked down at Jody and Mary. Jody was fighting Mary's hands at her face, trying to cover her face and hide herself. But Mary pushed them away and continued her gentle ministering to the child's shame.
"No, no, honey. It's really OK. You're just a little girl, Jody. It's perfectly all right to experiment like that. After all, if you don't try something new once in a while, how will you ever know whether or not you like it?"
"Please, please, I'm sorry," Jody whimpered weakly, her head rolling from side to side as she fought to get her face covered with both hands. "Oh, God, I'm so sorry."
In her sorrow, Ken noted with pleasure, little Jody didn't bother to try to cover her lower body. She lay there on her back with her legs still sprawled wide open and her bare young snatch fully and beautifully exposed to his gaze. Her cunt lips were coated with a thick smear of doggie drool, and her pussy was puffed open with excitement, her bright pink inner folds blossomed open and glistening with the thick fragrant goo of her lubrication.
"You'd better get her upstairs, Mary," Ken said softly. When Mary didn't respond, Ken nudged her tight ass with the toe of his shoe. Mary lifted her head sharply, her eyes flashing.
"Don't interrupt me," she whispered sternly.
"Take the girl up the fucking stairs," Ken mouthed, gesturing with his whole body that this was just the opportunity they'd both been dreaming of.
Mary glanced to the stairs.
"Oh. My, yes." She leaned down closer to Jody's face and cupped the child's head in her hands. "Listen, honey. Let's get you upstairs and into a nice hot tub. We'd better get you cleaned off, honey, so you won't get some kind of infection or something. Dogs can be very dirty, you know."
With these words, Jody burst into a renewed bout of bawling, but she let herself be hauled up to her feet between Ken and Mary and docilely went up the stairs with them.
"Ken, why don't you go find something nice for Jody to wear after she's had her bath?"
Ken winked at Mary as the two girls stepped into the bathroom. Mary left the door slightly ajar so he could sneak a look at Jody's naked soapy body. He turned and strode down the hall to the bedroom. He knew just the things to get. He only regret was not being able to give the kid a nice hot bath himself.
There would be time for him later.
It was Mary's turn first.
Tom Gordon rode the moving ramp toward the terminal. Wanda stood beside him, swaying slightly as she clung to his powerful arm.
"Nice flight, wasn't it, Tom?" she murmured, turning her face and kissing the man's shoulder through his shirt.
"Yeah," Tom agreed casually. "If you like fingerfucking."
Wanda hugged his arm tighter.
"I like everything," she said, her voice a low husky purr of invitation.
"Everything, huh?"
"Every fucking thing," she whispered, shifting her weight and pressing her hipbone hard into Tom's thigh.
Tom slug his arm up around Wanda's shoulder, and hugged her to his side. She wrapped both arms around his trim waist and rested her head against his side as they moved toward the terminal building.
Wanda stiffened. Tom looked down at the top of her head.
"What's wrong?"
Wanda didn't answer. She had spotted an Airline Representative coming toward them, riding the ramp in the opposite direction, back toward the boarding area. The elderly man, immaculately dressed, was from Wanda's own airline, too. Shit. She saw him glance toward her and note the cut of her uniform. He began glaring at her pointedly as she continued hugging Tom in public. Such a display of affection was frowned on, strongly. Totally against proscribed behavior for a stewardess. She could lose her job if the old fart was in a fucked-up mood. And he obviously was.
As the old bastard started past them, just over the railing on the other ramp, Wanda lifted her head. She gave the man a pretty smile, nodded pleasantly, and said, "My father."
As the man moved by, he turned to keep his eye on Wanda. She cringed back against Tom's side. Oh, fuck, she thought, cursing her stupidity. She'd meant to say that Tom was her brother, not her fucking old man. No way in hell that rotten old coot would believe this virile young man was Wanda's father.
She'd really blown it that time.
She glanced back, and her heart sank when she saw the creep writing furiously in a pocket notebook.
"Shit," she said.
"Somebody you know, Wanda?" Tom asked her.
"Ah, piss on it," Wanda said firmly. "And him."
Tom chuckled quietly.
"Give the old guy a blow-job, kid. You know the routine. He'll forgive you."
Wanda sighed.
"Yeah, I know. I guess I'll have to now."
"Yep," Tom said sympathetically, reaching over and stroking his fingertip over Wanda's moist lower lip. "But first give me one."
Wanda snuggled against the man's side and kissed his fingertip.
"My place or yours?" she asked.
Tom shrugged.
"Are your roommates in?"
"Not unless they've had a flight change. Not due in until tomorrow night."
"Your place, then. My daughter's home."
"Wouldn't want the kid to learn anything prematurely?"
"Something like that," Tom admitted. He loved his little girl, and he wouldn't hurt her for anything in the world, including the greatest blow-job of the century. Jody had become Tom's whole life, his real life, his one over-riding concern. She was everything, and he was determined to see to it that she wasn't hurt by anything.
Unfortunately, Tom had no idea how a little girl grew into a big woman. As far as his daughter was concerned, he was almost totally ignorant. To him, Jody was still the girl she was the day her mother died. She was just a pretty little girl, not a young woman filed with the promise of life and love. overflowing with needs and desires and feelings and curiosities that could only be met or fulfilled by experiment.
On the other hand, Tom had some needs and desires of his own that needed fulfilling – needs that he didn't dare turn to Jody for.
He checked the time. Not too late, yet. Jody would still be up watching television. Or fighting off some young stud of a date, Tom suddenly thought. He stepped off the end of the ramp and strode toward the nearest bank of phones.
"Calling your kid?" Wanda asked.
"Yeah. I think I'll let her know I'm back in town."
"She'll feel obligated to wait up for you, if you call her. That means you'll feel obligated to get home at a reasonable hour." Wanda purred sexily as she rubbed up against Tom's body, one hand dropping down to the front of his pants. "And I'm not feeling very reasonable tonight, Tommy boy."
Tom looked at the phone, but felt the hand pressing against his swelling cock.
Well, Jody had to learn how to defend herself sometime, he told himself. What a guy could do with a kid her age. Feel her breasts a little bit? Maybe she'd like it. Hell, she has to learn to like it eventually.
Wanda gave his dork a firm squeeze.
Tom gulped. And so what if the guy tried to feel Jody's little snatch. Wouldn't hurt her, would it? Hell, no. She might really go for it. As long as she didn't let him do anything but feel her snatch.
Tom gave a momentary shudder. Wanda thought it was from the grip she had on his cock but it was really from the image in his mind of his little girl with her legs spread and some pimply-faced young bastard's hands up under her skirt, clutching at her sweet young virgin cunny mound, trying to stab his fucking finger into her taut little hymen and rip it to shreads as he shoved his fist all the way up into her soft womb. And, horror or horrors, little Jody couldn't stop him. She was crying, fighting his clawing hand, trying hard to squeeze her legs together and keep him out, pleading with him to stop, please stop.
Tom grabbed the telephone off the hook, jammed his dime into the slot, and dialed viciously.
Wanda let her hand fall away from the bulge of his dork.
Tom slammed the phone back onto the craddle.
"Fuck it," he whispered to himself. "I can't babysit her from long distance. She has to learn how to take care of herself. And besides, it's all in my mind. Jody's been alone for days, even weeks, at a time, and nothing terrible has happened to her yet. Hell, she's probably just sitting there watching some dumb television show, perfectly content and happy and safe."
"Right," Wanda agreed softly. "Now, let's get going."
Tom nodded.
Jody felt wonderful. At least, she felt wonderful to Mary's gentle hands. The little girl was still in a daze from her utter shock at being found in such a vile position with Wang. Jody had stopped bawling so hard and settled down to a quiet sniffling and moaning, which was slowly changing into a soft sexy purring under Mary's expert touch.
"God, Jody, your muscles are so tight. Relax. Loosen up, honey," Mary urged in a tender voice, her fingers kneading hard into Jody's bare shoulders.
Mary leaned awkwardly over the edge of the tub, her knees hurting against the hard floor as she reached out to the young girl's sharply pointed shoulder blades and gouged her thumbs into the knotted muscles, massaging them into relaxation.
Jody sniffled, then said, "Ouch."
"Sorry, honey, but you're really tensed up here, and that's not good. Try to relax, OK?"
Jody nodded mildly.
"OK," she said, sniffling. She wiped her cheeks with the wet fingertips of one hand, then let her hand drop back down into the sudsy water.
Mary had filled the tub almost to overflowing with hot water, and stirred in lots of bubble bath. Now, Jody was nearly buried in the thick white foam.
Mary didn't want to frighten the child any more than she had been when they'd found her with the dog. Just let her feel the water all around her, soothing her body, relaxing her, and let her feel these soft and tender hands working the tension out of her muscles. Let her calm down, lose her inhibitions since she'd already proven it with Wang. If she could make it with a fucking dog, she sure as hell could make it with another girl.
Mary smiled to herself as she stroked her hands around Jody's slippery sides, and the young child automatically raised both arms above her head, crossed them over the top of her soft thick hair.
Jody sighed deeply as she felt Mary's hands tenderly massaging her sides, high up under her arms. She didn't twitch at all when Mary's hands slid forward, out onto the sloping sides of her breasts.
Getting the girl undressed had been no problem at all for Mary. She'd simply told Jody to take her things off and hop into the tub, while it was still filling with hot water. Jody had meekly obeyed. Mary had instantly sensed Jody's total submission. This was a new and exciting side of the child's personality. Most of the time, Jody had seemed so self-confident, self-sufficient. Just the opposite of meek and submissive.
Mary pulled her hands back off Jody's full young tits, afraid to go too far too fast. She rubbed the girl's bare back for a few seconds before venturing another try at her little boobs.
Jody's sniffling subsided. She gave a hard shudder, then sat still in the tub, the water and suds swaying easily about her body, just below her small but full and firm young breasts.
"Oh, Jesus, Mary," Jody sighed. She still held her arms over her head, her forearms resting on top of her head. "You must think I'm terrible beyond belief, don't you?"
"No, of course not, honey," Mary said with feeling. "What you were doing with Wang was perfectly normal. I don't think there's a girl alive who hasn't wondered what it would be like to have a big old dog lick her pussy." Mary paused, her fingers kneading Jody's shoulders again. "Or maybe even something better."
Jody blushed. The bright red glow spread quickly down her pretty face and covered her shoulders, giving away her silly little secret.
Mary grinned.
"How was it?" she asked quietly, leaning farther forward and boldly pressing her cool lips to the base of Jody's arm.
Jody turned slowly and glanced at Mary.
She gulped and sucked her lips for a brief moment.
"It was nice," she said.
"Good," Mary said with a smile. "I'm glad, because that's all that really matters, honey. If you liked it, then don't you worry about what other people might think about it. To hell with them, right?"
"Right," Jody whispered. She turned back and faced the faucets at the end of the tub, her arms still raised. Her breasts rose and fell more quickly, and the bright hot blush remained on her skin.
She knew what was going to happen.
Her heart speeded up, and she felt a strange knot of warm pleasure tighten her belly. She sucked in her breath and held it as she felt Mary's hands began moving. She closed her eyes. The hands slid smoothly over her wet skin, and suddenly, Mary's hands were cupping Jody's breasts, holding them firmly.
Jody held herself stiff, afraid to breath, afraid to move and destroy this strangely beautiful and loving moment between herself and Mary.
Mary stroked both thumbs across Jody's hot nipples, and the soft dark nubbins of sensitive girlflesh rose hard and throbbing, reacting instantly to the soft touch of the older woman's flicking thumbs.
"Are you," Jody began, then gulped so hard she nearly gagged on her own words. She swallowed, cleared her throat, then tried the words again. "Are you going to…"
But she couldn't finish it.
Mary squeezed the youngster's tits, then rolled her hardened nipple buds between her thumbs and index fingers. Jody gasped as the sharp pleasure shot deep into her breasts and zigzagged down her spine to explode into her guts.
"Yes," Mary whispered lovingly into Jody's ear. She kissed Jody's armpit, stroking her tongue over the soft salty skin, sniffing the gentle fragrance of the child's perspiration.
"Oh, my God," Jody whispered so softly it was little more than a sigh. She felt a slight shiver sweep over her body. The water was so hot. The air was thick with moisture from the tub, the mirror fogged and running with trickles of water.
Mary's lips caressed Jody's bare wet back, just below her hair at the base of her neck. She poked out the tip of her tongue and stroked it back and forth, very lightly, between the little teenager's pointy shoulder blades.
Jody shuddered as the sensation forced her to pull her shoulders far back. She squirmed. Her breasts seemed to expand in size, filling Mary's palms with smooth firm globes of virginal titflesh. Jody's hardened nipples drilled into the centers of Mary's palms.
Jody sighed. She felt scared and excited at the same time. Mary's hands caressed her breasts with loving tenderness, thrilling her.
Mary squeezed the small lush globes firmly. The child's skin was incredibly soft and silky, wet and slippery, hot from the water. Mary's hands dropped suddenly downward, and Jody gasped as she felt tickling fingers stroking her flat firm belly. The hard muscles just under her skin quivered as Mary touched a particularly sensitive spot.
Jody twitched and moaned, then tried to lean her head back against Mary's body.
"Wait a minute, honey." Mary's position outside the tub, leaning forward over the edge and twisted so she could hug the girl from behind, was awkward and getting more and more painful by the second. Mary let go of the girl, then got up and stepped into the tub. She was still fully dressed, except for her shoes.
She sank down into the hot water close behind Jody, her skirt billowing out on top of the thick foam of bubbles.
"Golly, Mary," Jody giggled, turning and watching Mary's skirt soak up the water.
"Oooo, honey, that's hot fucking water!" Mary gasped, slowly lowering her ass to the bottom of the tub. The water quickly drenched her stockings. It felt damned odd, in a nice warm sexy way. Something new for her. Just one of many things that was new for her, tonight.
"Turn back around there, Jody," Mary instructed, taking the girl by her bare shoulders and forcing her to do it. Jody didn't fight. She let herself be drawn back against the older woman's body and sighed with the comfort of it. How lovely it must be, Jody thought, to have a real mother.
Mary's arms slipped from the little girl's shoulders and encircled her body, her hands once again gently cupping the soft, warm, wet young mounds of Jody's breasts.
Jody covered Mary's hands with her own.
"I'm a little bit scared, Mary," she admitted.
"I know, honey. I can feel it. Relax. Everything's going to be just wonderful, for both of us."
From behind the slightly open door, Ken watched his wife hugging the little neighbor girl. God, his cock was raging with lust, throbbing and hot inside his pants. He had to fight the urge to jump through the doorway and grab that fucking little kid out of that tub and fucking rape her right there on the bathroom floor, right in front of his own fucking wife. His cock hurt. He'd always imagined that a little girl's body would be just as perfect and beautiful and sexy as Jody's was. And God Almighty, Mary looked sexy as hell, too, fully dressed and fully soaked as she sat there in the bubbles, hugging a naked little twat's fucking breasts.
Hot shitting damn!
Mary gripped the child's wet breasts tightly, clawing her fingernails into the lush young flesh. Instinctively, Jody shifted back another few inches, nestling her naked back and ass tightly against Mary's breasts and belly and wide-spread thighs, feeling the wet material of the skirt floating around her sides. The hollow squeaky sound of Jody's bare ass cheeks sliding over the porcelain bottom of the tub thrilled Mary to the core and drove Ken into a frenzy. He clawed open the front of his pants and hauled out his dork, his fist gripping it tightly as he continued to watch his wife making it with the teenage girl.
"Oh, Jesus," Jody moaned, arching her back and filling Mary's hands with her tits. Her nipples were like hot iron, stiff and swollen. The blood raced in her veins and roared in her ears.
Mary crushed the apple-sized globes of Jody's breasts hard, delighting in the groan of painful pleasure she wrung from the youngster's throat.
Jody let herself go. This was fantastic. She'd never felt such gut-churning pleasure before, never imagined it possible. Her whole body responded to the older woman's expert hands.
"Lean back further, Jody, and go down lower in the water." Mary helped the child do as she directed, until Jody's knees were high out of the water and her head was floating in a gentle nest of white bubbles. The top of her head bobbed against Mary's breasts, and her long hair flowed outward on the water and bubbles.
Mary leaned forward, shifting to get comfortable, and bent her head down. She kissed Jody's lips.
Jody responded immediately, her lips mashing against Mary's hot wet mouth with the urgency of innocent youth. Mary took control and thrust her tongue deep into the little girl's mouth. Jody began sucking hard, wagging the tip of her tongue against Mary's probing, thrusting tongue.
The two women clung to each other tightly, sucking each other's lips and tongues, kissing deeply. Jody groaned and whimpered with lust. The air was cool against her upraised bare knees, and she instinctively spread them wide apart. Her knees trembled, and she began humping the water slowly by tightening and relaxing her ass cheek muscles.
Mary cupped the girl's breast again as she supported her neck and head with the other hand. Then her hand trailed lightly downward over the child's quivering tummy, teasing at the very top of her cunt slit, feeling the young teenager's gentle humping motion.
Jody shifted, scooting upward as much as she could. Mary's hand slipped down those few extra inches and fully cupped the burning cunt mound of the child. Jody jerked. She cried out, still holding Mary's tongue deep inside her mouth and sucking hard. Her body arched, driving her twat into Mary's palm. She pumped eagerly against the woman's hand.
Mary broke the kiss.
"Good girl, honey. You learn fast."
"Ohhh, please," Jody moaned. She pushed one hand down and grabbed Mary's hand, pressed it harder against her pussy.
Mary stiffened one finger, probed it along the slippery crease of the child's twat slit, then suddenly shoved it into her hole, jamming deep into the tight, hot, gooey channel.
"Oh, my God," Jody gasped. She licked her lips, slapping her tongue all over her lips like a panting dog. She gulped air through her mouth, her jaws opened wide.
"Feel it, baby," Mary purred to the girl, stroking her cunt hair with her thumb as her index finger thrust in and out of the incredibly tight hole.
"Oh, Mary. Mary," the teenager kept gasping over and over. "Jesus, it feels so wonderful."
"You sweet little thing," Mary cooed. "Just wait till I find the right little spot for you."
She moved her fingertip upward, toward the top part of the little girl's slit. As she did so, she watched Jody's face. A wide-eyed gasp told her what she wanted to know, and she began stroking the tiny hard nubbin of flesh she'd discovered buried in the wet folds of the child's already-oozing cunt hole.
Jody couldn't speak.
She jerked and humped against the teasing finger and hand, trying to fuck it. Mary stroked the girl's clit, rubbing it hard, then gently. She caught the small button between her thumb and fingertip and squeezed it until the child was whimpering in pain. Then she released it and let Jody beg for more.
"Oh, don't stop," she pleaded, fighting to force Mary's hand back against her swollen clit button.
Mary shifted again, working Jody's body up over her legs, stretching the child out across her lap so that her belly and thighs were above the water line, easily accessible to her caresses.
Jody was now forced to support her upper body with her elbows pressed into the bottom of the tub. Her breasts were thrust upward in her arched position, her swollen young nipples pointed at the ceiling.
"Please don't stop, Mary. Please feel me some more, make the pleasure come back, Mary." Jody was on the verge of tears in her sexual frustration.
"Easy, baby," Mary purred to the child, rubbing her palm firmly over the girl's wet belly and fingering her tiny little belly button.
Jody was twitching and spasming, her head rolling from side to side in a slow rhythm as she moaned her need.
"Mmmm," the teenager purred. She tried to reach up and take Mary's hand in her own and push it down over her twat again, but as she lifted her arm, her head sank under the water. Sputtering and gasping, she got her elbow jammed into the tub bottom again. It was growing awkward to hold herself like this. But she would do it forever, if only Mary would use her finger on her clit again.
Mary let the girl's frustration build another few seconds, then she tenderly cupped the girl's hot pussy mound, slicing her middle finger deep into the hot sheath of the tight young hole.
"Ahhh, yes," Jody sighed, spreading her thighs as wide as she could. She tightened her ass cheeks and lifted her cunt up farther.
Mary thrust her finger in and out of the girl's hot hole faster and faster, rubbing the side of her finger along the swollen nub of Jody's sensitive clit. Jody was gasping for air. Strands of wet hair were plastered against her face, over her wide-open mouth, blinding her wide-open eyes.
All the child could feel was the wonderful sensation in her cunt. The juices flowed. Her blood was on fire. Her whole body burned and itched terribly.
"Baby, baby, baby," Mary cooed. She frictioned Jody's clit with one hand and reached up with the other to cup one breast. She squeezed hard, pinching the rigid nipple bud between her finger and thumb and bringing a moan of agonized lust to the child's lips.
"Oooo, that hurts," she whispered between gasps for air.
Mary alternated between stroking the child's clit and pinching her nipple, giving her pleasure upon pain upon pleasure and teaching the girl what it means to be a woman. Jody took it all, loving it and needing it.
Mary could feel the girl's readiness. Jody was about ready to come. Her body was arched into a taut bow, trembling hard. Jody was gasping violently for air. Her cunt was gushing lubrication.
"Take a deep, deep breath, Jody," Mary ordered.
Jody obeyed instantly, sucking a huge lungful of air through her mouth.
"Shut your mouth tight, honey," Mary said, her voice more of a warning than a command.
Jody obeyed just in time.
Mary's stroking finger drew across Jody's aching clit one last time, and the child tightened every muscle in her body. She arched into a tight hard bow as the climax rose up over her whole being.
Jody jerked violently as she lay across Mary's lap. The first wave of her come washed over her in a crashing blow of pure pleasure.
At the same moment, Mary drove the girl's head under the water. Jody twitched violently, fighting the lack of oxygen, taking the hard shuddering waves of come. Her arms were locked under her body. Mary's hand pressed down against her throat, holding her under the hot water.
But the climax was too hard, too pleasant, too violent. In her mindless lust, Jody didn't think about drowning. Her whole body was a knot of pleasure, and nothing else. Her lungs were bursting with need, but that was only a vague part of the pleasure.
Mary held her. Her finger massaged the blasting clit harder and harder, forcing every last drop of juice from the child's virginal body. Mary delighted in the jumping jerking twitching humping of the little girl's naked body. As Jody tried to arch her face up out of the water, Mary gripped her throat tighter, stiffened her arm, and held her under.
Jody's body spasmed with incredible violence, and fluids spewed out of her twat hole, gushing into the soapy water, smearing against Mary's fucking hand.
The water splashed all over the bathroom as Jody's body jumped and jerked in the tub. Her little heart was hammering hard in her chest as her lungs began screaming madly for air.
Her clit swelled into a tight taut balloon, then burst, spurting more hot thick come into the water.
Her legs thrust against the walls of the bathroom beside the tub, her bare feet kicked at the faucets as she fought to breathe, to get her head above the water. But Mary held her down, forcing her to hold her breath until the last possible moment.
The fear and pleasure combined in the youngster to bring her off again. Her clit exploded against Mary's torturing fingers. The thick hot goo dribbled from between Jody's tight young sex lips.
Jody arched higher than ever, locked her body tight. Her thighs were taut with the strain of her position. Finally, she freed one arm, and her hand flailed the air, trying to find Mary's wrist and drag the clutching hand from around her throat.
Mary suddenly released the child, and Jody came up out of the water like a whale, driving high, her head thrown back and her mouth yawned wide open as the air was sucked loudly into her screaming lungs.
The water sloshed wildly in the tub, and the suds spilled over the sides and all over the bathroom floor.
Jody threw her arms around Mary's neck and hugged her hard, panting for air, crying hard.
Mary stroked her bare back, feeling the wet strands of hair against the girl's smooth warm skin.
"It's OK," she whispered into the crying child's ear. "It's OK, Jody."
Jody's crying subsided quickly, and she lessened the tightness of her hug. She lowered her head to Mary's breasts, and sniffled quietly.
"Oh, Mary," she whispered softly. "That was wonderful."