The next words Robert heard seemed to come much later. Light streamed in a window with frilly curtains. Robert felt warm and safe and snuggled up to the large, soft, feminine body that held him close. "Oh, is my sleepy baby awake?" Robert felt a hand between his legs. "Oh, I think so," the voice chuckled. Such a good boy, always ready to make Mommy happy."
Robert naturally did not wonder where he was or how he got here. He was with Mommy Ruth and he was happy that he had made his Mommy happy.
"I believe Bobby is ready to make Mommy happy again. Would you like to do that, Bobby?"
"Yes, Mommy."
"Does Mommy's baby want to make Mommy really, REALLY happy?"
"Oh yes, Mommy. How?"
Ruth smiled. "You know how Mommy likes you to kiss her boom-booms." Where had he dredged up that infantilism fo
