It'd Been 6 Months Into My Pregnancy. Lately I Feel Fat. I Feel Ugly. And I Feel Alone. My Baby Is Always Gone. No One To Hold Me At Night. Or To Kiss Me Good Night. I Miss Touch. And I Really Want Sex. At 2:00 O'Clock In Morning I Want Him. At 5:00 O'Clock I Want Him. I Want Him So Badly. But He Was Never Around Anymore. When He Did Get Home He Was Tried From Work. He Didn't Even Have Time To Rub My Belly Again. Finally, He Said He Couldn't Take It Anymore. He Couldn't Take Not Seeing My Beautiful Face Again. He Missed Being Inside Of Me. That's What I Wanted To Hear. I Laid There And I Let Him Have His Way With Me. Now This Was One Of My Favorite Nights With My Baby
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Teen FictionJordyan Never Really Thought It Would Be Her To Lose Her Perfect Body. Nor Did She Think She Would Have A Baby
