“Then a spot that says ‘You Winner!’” she read off in a sarcastically excited tone of voice. “I’m really, really sorry.” she said. Indian Sex Polly leaned back, one hand pressed to her mouth, and she stared intensely at the fire. The baby began to shriek immediately, and Polly took it into her arms. Susan reached over and embraced her. Go back to Pregnant!” She pushed forward down the board, and was surprised there wasn’t too much more left- “Feeding” she read. She handed the die back to Polly, and gave her an encouraging nod. She wasn’t sure how big the baby would be, or whether the game helped in the birth process, but Susan figured it wouldn’t be too much longer and Polly would be having a hard time moving around. -The end, for now. “It’s okay. Polly chuckled. Faster feeder! “First love, pregnant…” she traced her finger down the board. Go back 10 spaces!” she read. “Girl.” Susan said, stroking her own belly. Go up one bra cup size. “We select a game piece, set them on start, and roll to determine how many spaces forward you move. we can’t stop until somebody wins. She took it off, and let out a coo of relief.
