Merry rubbed her back soothingly, "Take her upstairs, Tom. The big bathtub is already filled. She looks like she needs a relaxing soak."

I lifted Dylan's little body into my arms and she wrapped her arms limply around my neck.

"Thanks Merry," she said softly, her head lolling on my shoulder, "Leave the rest of the laundry? I'll finish it tomorrow."

I carried Dylan upstairs and helped her into the tub. She pulled off her t-shirt. She was naked underneath and she smiled weakly when I stared at her round, pert little breasts with their perfect little pink nipples.

"Like 'em?" she swayed her chest at me and grinned.

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