“Oh my,” said her mother, “that was a good cry.”
Jane thought her mother looked a little dazed and guessed she looked that way herself—because she certainly felt that way. Xvideos “Oh, Chrissy? Where did you get those thigh-highs you were wearing?”
Chrissy smiled enthusiastically. “Aren’t they nice? My mother got them for me in Boston. I think the store’s called ‘Ruffles’ or something like that. I really…” Her voice trailed off and a look of confusion appeared on her face. “How did you know I was wearing thigh-highs?” she asked. Until they saw Chrissy waiting inside, looking at them. Then she saw the crumpled, sodden tissues on the bed. She looked more closely at Jane. “You’ve been crying. Honey, what’s the matter?”
She sat down next to Jane on the bed and
