An hour later, and Mona's call finished, Dolly sleeping through the whole time, Mona realizes she should get Dolly lunch ready. She decided to make it before getting Dolly up. Mona makes Dolly a peanut butter and butter sandwich, with the crust, cut off, and cut into four triangles.
Mona knows better than to put on jelly. It was a disaster when she once tried. Just one more thing her Dolly does not eat. However, sometime Mona puts honey, or marshmallow spread, on the peanut butter sandwich. For the most part, it is just buttered bread with peanut butter for Dolly.
Mona cuts up an apple into small wedges for her baby girl too. A bottle of juice completes Dolly's lunch.
Mona rubs Dolly's belly to wake her, and as Dolly stirs, she places her hand in the front of Dolly's diaper to check if she had peed. Of course, Dolly did. Mona rubs Dolly some, how she likes. Dolly slowly opens her eyes to see Mona smiling down on her.
Dolly frowns and wiggles her butt as Mona's fingers flutter on Dolly's magic button. "Oh, is my princess waking up from her sleep? Do I get a kiss from her?" Mona asks as she carries Dolly to the changing table.
Dolly shakes her head no and will not let Mona kiss her, pulling back from her. Oh dear, still a Grumpy Gus Mona thinks. Changed and again in her highchair, Mona holds pieces of the sandwich and apple for Dolly to eat.
Dolly does eat now but takes everything Mona holds up to her into her own hands to feed herself, batting Mona's hand away each time. "Dolly, you are being a mean little girl now, where is my good happy Dolly today?" Mona asks.
Dolly just pouts at Mona as she chews. Finished, Mona carries Dolly to the rocking chair and settles Dolly down on her lap. Opening her top, rocking, and feeding Dolly, she seems to calm some and does not fight at all.
Thinking Dolly is in a better mood; Mona sits Dolly on the floor with some of her books to read and return to work. Mona knows Dolly may crawl around some. But all the doors are closed, and the gate is up to the kitchen. So Dolly only really has the hallway and Mona's office to travel to.
The next hour or so goes by quietly as Dolly reads her book and nibble on the cookie Mona gave her after nursing. Mona is able to get most of her work done. But then the quietness is broken as Mona hears a crash from the hallway.
Mona runs to see what has happened. Dolly has managed to pull the table lamp down from the hall table, and it is laying on the floor right next to her. Mona panics a bit, thinking it could have fallen on Dolly. Instead of cries, Mona hears Dolly laughing and sees her smiling and clapping her hands.
Did Dolly do it on purpose? Mona picks Dolly up and holds Dolly hanging in front of her. Dolly's eyes level with Mona's. "Dolly, what did you do? Did you do that on purpose?" Dolly just laughs and nods her head up and down.
"Dolly, that is a very naughty girl, mommy is going to have to spank you, so you learn not to do such things" Dolly sticks her tongue out at Mona.
Over Mona's lap, Dolly goes for the second time today. Her diaper lowered; her white butt displayed. The earlier spanking did not keep Dolly pink long. Mona rubs Dolly's cheeks a little as she always does, her other hand is on Dolly's back, not holding Dolly in her special place and fingers rubbing Dolly as she is spanked. No, Dolly has been very bad and needs to understand it.
Mona spanks and spanks for several minutes, stopping to rub Dolly between every few slaps. Dolly cries as Mona does, but Mona knows from the sound it is from Dolly being mad, not that she is that hurt. Finally, rubbing Dolly's cheeks a bit more, Mona pulls up Dolly's diaper and stands her to hug her some. As Mona reaches to embrace Dolly, Dolly sticks out her tongue again and starts chanting and shouting, "Bad mommy, mean mommy, not a good mommy at all" over and over.
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Dolly and Mona: Adult Baby and Mommy Story
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