The Final paragraphs from ?Moms-to-be fight for one man?

?A second later Kelly was Sitting astride Kay's swollen belly, and repeatedly punching her in the face before smashing her head on the floor. May gasped at the abuse.

?Get off my child you fat COW!!? she screamed.

?I?ll make you lose this shit!? Kelly yelled as she began punching May?s voluptuous breasts, targeting her saucer sized velvet areolas. Dull ?THUDs? and ?SMACKs? told May?s tale of woe as her soft breasts were pounded into ugly swollen bruises. Finally, Kelly pinched May?s milk gland rich areolas between fingers and thumbs stretching them out as far as they could be stretched before milking them one by one. Spurt after spurt audibly burst from her long, thick nipples. May groaned as her breasts were literally emptied, but she now felt too beat up to fight. She cried as she felt her battered empty milk sacks. She did not give in, but waited until Kelly had finished her worst.

As she put her big coat on Kelly was satisfied that she had taken her anger out on this woman, this ?object? of her hatred. Then fastening up her coat to disguise the fact that most of her clothes had been ripped off her, she stepped out into the dark streetlight illuminated street slamming the front door shut behind her. May slowly got off the floor, inspecting her now bruised and milk drained flabby breasts hanging down to her waist and immediately began looking for her mobile phone......

If Kelly had planned reconciliation with her husband, it would not work. May had phoned Chris and told him exactly what had happened. So things actually got worse for Kelly as Chris had a blazing confrontation with Kelly and moved into May?s house that night. Kelly began to plot her revenge.?


NOW READ THE SEQUEL OF ?Moms Battle: Moms-to-be fight for one man? THE BRUTAL ENCOUNTER IN THE SUPERMARKET


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Twelve Weeks Later.
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The furious battle between heavily pregnant moms to be, gorgeous, busty blonde Kelly and her Swedish likeness, May, in their vicious fight for the same man resulted in Kelly winning the fight, but losing her man to her rival. Nonetheless, she gave birth to a healthy boy just a few weeks later. Chris, her husband, was still so annoyed with Kelly that he did not even attend the birth, preferring instead to hold May?s hand while she gave birth to a healthy son.

?You fucking bastard!!? Kelly raged at her ?ex husband to be? as she phoned his mobile number. Chris had rejected her, but had just told her that he would apply for custody of their son and bring him up with May?s son.

?They are both mine anyway!? Chris reasoned.

?If you think I?m gonna let that long legged bimbo with her shaggy cunt and pendulous tits so much as touch my flesh and blood I swear I?ll rip her apart!? Kelly retorted.

?Get off my line and GET OUT OF OUR LIVES!!!? Chris bawled back down the phone. ?May?s a better woman than you will ever be and a better mother any day!? he added.

?If that bitch ever puts her filthy teats into my son?s mouth, I swear I?ll rip them off!!? Kelly angrily countered.

There was silence for a moment.

?One thing IS certain Kel?, her tits are firm and pert despite their lactating size, not like your saggy udders hanging to your flabby waist,? Chris said unkindly.

?Mine are the same size as May?s as you well know, and post partum, they are as equally firm as that cow?s and if she cares to put hers up against mine I?ll prove whose are the best!? Kelly aggressively asserted.

?Nah, May?s will knock every last drop of milk out of yours!? Chris equally asserted, goading Kelly, enjoying the stimulating argument and the imagery it raised.

Kelly fell for it as she said ? ?I?ll cream her fat boobies, then I?ll squeeze them until her filthy milk bubbles out of her ragged nips and hang down to her knees like empty sacks!? she gleefully threatened.

Chris was fired by Kelly?s threats and later that evening a vicious flurry of extremely violent and threatening e mails were exchanged between the two women. Chris was previously unaware that women could be so graphically violent.

But it did seem that Kelly in particular was suffering from some kind of postpartum psychosis. She certainly had the symptoms; - delusions, hallucinations, sleep disturbances, obsessive thoughts about the baby, her husband, Kay, and what she would like to do to her! Kelly?s rapid mood swings, from depression to irritability and euphoria were becoming too much for even her friends to bear. One even suggested that she should find Kay and sort out the problem. I wasn?t so sure that was a good idea.

Three months since giving birth both women?s boobs had grown enormously to accommodate their swollen milk glands, especially since both had been religiously breast feeding their children. Chris had just read a report by an eminent female Psychologist on how women develop a primeval urge to not only protect their young at this stage, but to fight off any rivals or threats to themselves or their children. Both Kelly and May were intensely fired up by their rivalry and just about ready to fight to the death if necessary.
?Please God. No!? Chris said regarding that last image which sprang to his fevered mind.

A settling of the waves was inevitable however and the hot, hard palpable tension in the air MUST find release soon.

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May sat at the end of the sofa, having just put baby Chris into his cot after feeding. Beads of milk still dripped from the last used nipple, while a fine spray exuded from the other, impatient for its turn.

May lay back against the sofa admiring the fall and shape of her voluptuous perfect tits. She ran her hand slowly down the gently concave front of the breast until she reached the swollen orb, swelling out her flesh like a basket ball inserted beneath her skin, the pressure of her bulging glands keeping her nipples completely erect, forcing them to stick out a full inch and a half in front of her. The effect of stroking her areolas and nipples caused them to swell and become engorged and made her nipples squirt.

By now, she was finding it difficult to go down to the local shops, weather pushing the pram or not, without people staring fixatedly at her nipples trying to force their way through her clothing. And to add to her embarrassment, they often leaked leaving large wet patches over her swollen areolas. This was made even worse if she heard a child cry.
As usual, she laughed off the joke the girl on the till made about her not needing any bottles of milk as May offered her money for the bottles she had bought. ?If I hear that comment just once more I swear I?ll pull my nursing bra open and squirt my nipples right at her!? May said to herself.

More comments followed her to her car as her heavy, low hanging breasts swung and swayed as she walked pushing her pram in front of her. Older people were more polite and just looked in admiration, but young men and women were quite rude, lewd and offensive. An equally busty young woman, stood right in front of May at one point and just let out a string of snarling abuse, finishing by bragging to her friends how she would ?like to slap those tits!?

Actually, I saw May going out into the fresh air frequently, proudly pushing her pram. The air is good for the child of course, but I wondered if May was actually enjoying the attention she attracted. I was picking up some supplies myself one hot Thursday afternoon in June when I spotted May; Well, I couldn?t miss her. She pushed a shopping trolley in front of her, having left young Chris junior in Kiddies Corner. May was wearing tight jungle shorts, which revealed that not only had her abdomen returned to a near normal flat appearance, but also displayed her prominent snatch to the world. This was topped off with a pale purple sleeveless vest which showed off her enormous, firm boobs a treat, including her rivet-like nipples attempting to rip through the material despite her strong nursing bra and lactation pads. Needless to say, all the men?s eyes in the supermarket were fixed on the bronzed, blonde goddess which was May perched on her platform soled shoes.


As May turned the corner of the aisle into the fresh veg? section, there, just twenty feet in front of her, stood Kelly.


Tension immediately filled the air, as did the sudden pervading scent of breast milk and vaginal juice as the two gorgeous busty blondes? stared daggers at each other. May slowly looked Kelly up and down, smirking at her, while Kelly glared back, her pale blue eyes almost slicing through May?s sun tanned skin. May took in Kelly?s light cheesecloth blouse which displayed all of Kelly?s wares, allowing the exquisite shape of her magnificent breasts, her full orbs, bulging areolas and pert nipples to be seen by all in that mall. The long Ivory coloured blouse was belted at the waist, with a thin leather belt, while under it she wore what looked like a full body stocking, which showed that her trim abdomen was also back. The sheer crimson garment clung seductively to her crotch, which, to my eyes seemed to show her labia lips clearly around the pleasing bulge of her cunt. Fashionable long leather high heeled boots graced her long legs.


The two trolleys faced each other head on, as though there was about to be a ramming fight, but the women resisted. But what May could not resist as she bent down near Kelly to reach for a cabbage off the lowest shelf was to ram her shapely ass into Kelly, hitting her broadside on and shoving her a couple of feet along the aisle.

?Hey! There?s a big ass in the way here!? May said loudly.

?Not as big as your fat ass, you clumsy oaf!? Kelly quickly snapped back.

Next, May spotted Kelly bending over to reach for something, but flicking her right hand out suddenly as though reaching for something herself May made damn certain her hand collided with the offending breast knocking it swinging.


Kelly ?tutted? as she stood up. ?Miss me did ya?? she said mockingly, and taking a stride forwards brought her right knee up sharply against May?s ribs.


?Oooofff!? May gasped, and said; ?How could I miss something as big as your fat ass and disgusting boobies??

Enjoying the confrontation, Kelly?s maternal nipples had become rigidly erect. Shoppers? eyes glanced nervously at these two statuesque beauties.


May wheeled around sharply to ensure that her firm breasts came into direct contact with Kelly?s. ?I believe you?re in my way!? she said pleasantly before giving Kelly a shove with her substantial chest. Taken by surprise, Kelly staggered backwards for three strides, her huge boobs bouncing violently as she did so.


?Milk shakes are on that shelf over there,? May said mockingly.


?Perhaps you might like a nip of something yourself?? Kelly said pleasantly as she suddenly tweaked one of May?s hard nipples causing it to spurt violently. A wet patch of milk quickly expanded across her top over her areola, and some of it squirted through the material.


May looked bemused at Kelly?s surprise face. ?No good crying over spilt milk, eh?? she said.


An old lady with obviously pendulous boobs under her loose top pushed past the beauties. ?I was like you two once. You need to get this sorted out,? she said before wisely leaving them.


The women parted, going opposite ways along the aisles, before inevitably, coming face to face, appropriately, at a deserted fresh meat aisle. Abandoning their trolleys the women strode slowly, purposefully towards each other, almost like a scene from a Wild West movie in which the rivals are getting ready to draw their weapons, their huge boobs held firmly in front of them by their strong nursing bras, giving the appearance of Zeppelins, which bounced gently as they moved, their arms swinging gently at their sides.


Kelly paused to cup her hands beneath her boobs and raised them, making them look even more like Zeppelins. May took the hint and hoisted her own boobs on her hands.


Both women stood face to face, their orbs touching, the sensation sending bolts of electric shocks through them. Despite quivering with anger, Kelly barely showed it as she said ?So how?s your baby Chris??


?Great!? May said. ?Taking plenty of milk. But then I?ve got a LOT to give!? she added.
?And how?s your little Paul?? she said, allowing her erect nipples to brush disdainfully across Kelly?s.


Kelly felt the hard rivets flicking and bending her own.
?Oh, with the good milk I?m giving him he?ll grow to be a really big, strong man some day,? Kelly said. With that, she glanced quickly around herself, gripped her boobs tighter and twisted her torso to drag her long boobs across May?s, tearing them roughly across her chest to her left.


May looked surprised as her firmly held breasts were knocked from her hands and bounced, but straightening up, she swept her loose ?Zeppelins? to her right, smashing into the outside of Kelly?s right breast with an audible ?THUD!? dragging both of Kelly?s breasts clean across her chest.


?Oh, I?m sorry. Did I bump into you?? May said mockingly.


?That?s alright!? Kelly said as she dropped her boobs. ?A fat cow like you can?t help it!?

May?s face changed to fury as she barged both ?Zeppelins? head on into Kelly?s. Kelly grunted hard as she resisted and their pointed nipples gouged straight into each other. Their eyes blazed into one another?s faces as they watched for signs of weakness.

May felt Kelly?s hard nipples begin to push her own backwards into the tight nest of glands in her breast, this made her gasp. May flung her arms around Kelly and began to squeeze her, feeling their maternal breasts fighting it out, squirming enough to push her erect nipples around inside Kelly?s engorged areolas. Kelly clamped her arms around May and squirmed her breasts around to grind her hard nipples and firm areolas into May?s breast meat. As if this wasn?t uncomfortable enough for Kelly, May succeeded in grinding her nipples directly into Kelly?s nipples, pushing them inwards. This twisting of their nipples just caused an almighty ?let-down? of milk between them and within seconds, despite their nursing pads, their clothing was soaked and it began to pool on the floor.

The strong odour of breast milk and horny woman was obvious to both women, and almost overpowering to anyone else who came near! The battling busty women pushed each other away, then each woman shot out her right hand to grab her rival?s lustrous blonde locks and for several seconds they stood, twisting their enemies hair around their fingers, their breath hissing angrily, their left hands gripping each other?s right boob, squeezing and twisting areolas and rigid nipples.

?Back off bitch!? May snarled between her clenched teeth. ?Did you know that Chris?s nick name for me is ?mama grizzly?? He says he feels sorry for anybody who looks at our kid sideways!!! So watch out. I?ll fight tooth and nail for my man and my kid?. I tell you. If I see harm coming his way or to my child, I?ll whoop that bitches sorry ass!

?Hmpf!? Kelly disdainfully retorted. ?Let go of my hair and tit or I?ll kill you!? she said.

?No. You let go of mine!!? May said. ?I think a woman?s urge to kill for her man is more than to die for him....I'm just saying, Kelly if a women couldn't love a man more than herself, a lot of women wouldn't pick men over their children. So you challenge me at your peril.? May dramatically finished.

?Very nice speech?..But, if that was a threat for a fight to the death I?m not backing off!? Kelly snarled.

?Neither am I.? May snapped back.

Nerves stretched like strings to snapping point, the taut women were seconds off throwing one another to the floor when the same old lady who passed them both earlier came past, merely tut-tutting at them this time.

?Time we sorted this out Goldilocks!? Kelly said.

As luck would have it, they were not very far away from the Ladies Rest Room and Breast Feeding Suite. ?I hope there is no one in here,? Kelly said as she parked her trolley and pushed open the door.

No sooner had Kelly stepped into the tiled cubicles area than May attacked her from behind. Throwing her right arm around Kelly?s neck, compressing her throat, May punched Kelly in the spine with extended knuckles before grabbing her long hair and ripping her head backwards with it.

?I warned you!!!? May snarled.

With her tits thrust upwards into the air, her arms waving around uselessly, Kelly was helpless at this moment; all she knew was the agonising pain in her back. She felt May trying to drop her backwards onto her raised right knee as a back breaker, but May?s volition propelled her inadvertently forwards and she went crashing into a white basin at crotch height, Kelly quickly grabbed the basin to steady herself, but was suddenly struck by a punch behind her right ear which stunned her. Angry, Kelly spun round to her left sweeping her tightly clenched right fist before her, which, more by luck than design, caught May Squarely across her left cheek bone, - almost smashing it.

May?s head spun to her right, the blow knocking her off balance to her right onto her hands and widely parted knees. For a moment, she collected herself, her heavy boobs swinging in their supporting bra.

?I?ll warn you too, - bitch!? Kelly shouted.

Kelly stood behind May and swung her right foot at May?s bulging cunt, the toe of her boot gouging right into her vagina. ?AAGGH!? May yelled as she hit the floor on her tits, her bruised cunt throbbing.

?That?s your last warning!!!? Kelly said.

May lay prostrate on the tiles, her legs parted, as Kelly moved to her side to aim a kick at her left rib cage. As Kelly?s foot flashed out May rolled onto her right side and grabbed Kelly?s foot. Without the expected leg to deliver the blow, Kelly found that she could not remain upright and fell heavily onto the floor beside May. A loud, bone crunching ?SPLAT!? heralded the sudden ungainly arrival of Kelly onto the hard floor.

May quickly mounted Kelly?s abdomen and began to punch both of Kelly?s prominent tits, swinging both fists right, - left, - right, - left punches to her boobs as hard as she could. Kelly felt her breast meat being pulverised in her bra. In a flash, Kelly reached out and grabbed May?s long hair with both hands and, ripping handfuls of it out, tore May to her right and down to the floor. The left side of May?s head was pounded against the tiles, but she fought back by twisting around enough to get Kelly in a chest scissors.

Kelly mauled May?s breasts in her hands, squeezing and pulping the pliable flesh in her fingers, ripping her top to shreds as she did so, as May crushed Kelly?s breasts with a devastating scissors across her chest. Kelly was yelling out in pain, which began to attract some attention and women began to gather in the rest room. These women yelled their encouragement as Kelly ripped off May?s blouse altogether.


May began to consider her scissors a mistake as her perfect breast flesh was scratched to pieces by Kelly?s fingernails. Suddenly loosening her chest scissors, May bent towards Kelly and began to pay her back in kind for this disfigurement. The female observers cheered at every loud ?RRIIIPPPP!!!? of Kelly?s clothing, which quickly left her wearing just her nursing bra, but Kelly also continued to rip the remains of May?s blouse from her.


Encouraged by the female only audience, both fighters eventually stood up. Both women looked magnificent in their blood stained, milk soaked bras, every scratch on their sweating flesh shimmering in the light as rivulets of blood trickled off them.


?BITCH!!? May suddenly exploded as she caught sight of her scratched breasts in a mirror and launched herself at Kelly, accompanied by a loud cheer of the excited audience. ?I?m gonna rip your bra off!? she yelled as she hurled herself forwards and grabbed each of Kelly?s huge cups and began tugging at them. The shouting and grunting from each woman as they fought in the enclosed space was deafening. Kelly grabbed May?s left breast over her bra cup and gouging her fingers deep into May?s flesh, pushed her backwards against the row of basins where she used her right fist to pound May?s belly. Each loud ?SMACK!? was accompanied by a hard grunt or shriek from Kelly, like a female tennis player in a particularly tough match, and an even louder grunt from her victim. If May tried to struggle, Kelly simply twisted her areola to inflict pain. Five of these powerful punches had May screaming after each blow and almost collapsing.


Kelly decided that she would not let May get out of this beating so easy and grabbing her throat in her right hand, she plunged her left hand inside May?s panties and forcing her fingers into her vagina, began to tear and scratch til her labia lips bled. Yelling out loud, May rallied and pushing herself onto Kelly began trying to rip her bra off. Taken aback, Kelly leant into May and began pulling on her bra straps with her right hand, while she ripped out most of May?s pubic hairs while extracting her fingers from her Labia before brutally punching May?s tits all over the place. She pounded the tops of May?s voluptuous tits until they were bruised. May adopted the same technique and succeeded in liberating Kelly?s basket ball sized left breast which she punched like a punch bag as her left hand tore at Kelly?s remaining shoulder strap. The sight of these two busty women pulling each other around the tiled room by their tits and bra straps really excited their audience who were baying for blood by now. Kelly?s bra was completely ripped off and it fell to the floor, the soaked nursing pads spilling out, quickly followed by May?s ripped bra. Now the women REALLY laid into each other, their fingers grasping abused and engorged areolas, twisting them, making both women howl in pain, and distress as their milk spurted and sprayed from their pulled and twisted nipples. Each woman appeared to be swinging her Nemesis around the room by her tits, their long breasts stretching to unbelievable lengths.


As the women squeezed, pulped, kneaded and twisted each other?s areolas litres of milk sprayed in powerful fountains from their nipples, both women, the floor, walls and audience were soon covered in their milk. Blood flowed from the deeply clawed scratches in their breasts and oozed from cuts and split bruises. The sweat, blood and milk staining the women?s breasts made them slippery and it was inevitable that one woman or the other would be hurled across the room. May hit the tiled floor awkwardly, injuring an elbow and a knee, cutting both drastically as she slid across the floor to come to a sudden stop at a wall, which she smashed her head against. Blood seeped from the injury to her head and she was still stunned when her angry rival grabbed her by her long blonde hair and began dragging her across the floor. May?s huge tits just flopped around as she reached up to grasp her own hair in a vain effort to prevent it being pulled out. The fullness of her shapely breasts was revealed completely in this gesture. Kelly began kicking at May?s breasts as she hauled her around the floor by her hair. Thud after thud betrayed the deep injuries to May?s breasts, droplets of milk spattered the floor Despite the pain, May found the strength to stand up and begin punching at Kelly?s swaying tits. Dull smacks burst from Kelly?s bruised breasts as May swung her fists.


Kelly let go of May?s hair and swung a vicious right roundhouse punch at May?s head, knocking her sideways. May replied with a right hammer blow to the centre of Kelly?s forehead. Kelly swayed on her feet for a moment before slamming her left fist into the right side of May?s face, splitting the skin over her cheekbone. This almost matched the injury to her other cheekbone! Kelly?s swing was so hard that she continued to swing to her right, her head colliding with May?s left fist which made a mess of her right eye. The blood from the wound around the eye was already obscuring Kelly?s sight, so she did not see May?s right fist which buried itself deeply in her left breast. Kelly gasped at the pain, then instinctively threw a right uppercut, which luckily caught May right under her jaw, snapping her head violently backwards. May staggered backwards for two steps before she crashed to the tiles on her back. Kelly moved in to kick May in her cunt. May?s attempts to squirm out of the way lessened the blow and although Kelly?s toe found its target May escaped serious injury. May was quickly back on her feet, her huge tits swinging as she got up, and swung a quick left ? right combination of fists at Kelly?s head. Kelly reeled from the punches and quickly replied with left ? right combinations of her own.


Both of these women stood toe to toe like this battering each other?s face, head and breasts with their bruised and bleeding fists for a full five minutes. Each woman began targeting her enemy?s areolas and nipples in an effort to burst her milk glands. and soon this brutal punching caused blood to ooze from their nipples as milk sacs burst and bled. There was not a place on their skin which was not bruised or cut, but still the excited female audience were baying for blood. A sharp punch by May into Kelly?s sternum in the centre of her chest brought Kelly down to her knees gasping for breath. A hard kick to her face from May knocked Kelly onto her back. Kelly coughed as she spat her own blood out of her mouth, which also poured from her nose. Now May had the opportunity to grab Kelly?s hair if she wanted to, which she did, but also tempted by Kelly?s tits which lay spread out either side of her body, she pulled on Kelly?s hair while she ground her feet into Kelly?s breasts.


Kelly?s screaming was horrible, as was the bruising, swelling and lacerations to her breasts which May?s ridged shoes had left. May finished her attack with a kick to Kelly?s head as vigorous as any footballer scoring a goal. Kelly sat unsteadily upright, swaying in a daze, blood pouring from her nose, her injured right eye now so bruised and blackened it was closed tight.

?Up?.bitch!? May demanded as she began to drag Kelly sideways by her blood soaked hair. Kelly began wildly grabbing at May and now up on her feet got May in a headlock, squeezing her neck while punching her head, face and tits with her free hand. The resounding blows to the top of her scull were particularly brutal. Finally spinning May around her in a tight circle Kelly threw May to the floor then threw herself across her and began punching her viciously. May wrapped her arms around Kelly?s torso and held her in tight so as to inhibit Kelly?s attack. This resulted in the two women rolling across the floor gripping each other tits to tits, so hard, that their oversized boobs were squeezed out between them.

The women were grunting and struggling for breath as they rolled back and forth across the blood stained floor. In reality their tits were pushing deeply inside each others and it now truly relied upon who had the toughest tits, which fought brutally, their loaded gland mass crushing their counterparts, their peaked areolas sinking into the twisting mass of milk glands causing intense pain, their rigidly erect nipples gouging deeply into each other?s breast flesh stabbing into the hard mass like two inch nails. All the while each woman twisted and rubbed her breasts deeply into her enemy?s boobs to try to maximise the pain for her. Breast veins swelled under pressure, discoloured and bulged, bruised glands swelled up becoming hard as scleroderma scars hardened.


This fight was not about either woman beating her opponent, it was about inflicting as much pain, injury, punishment and humiliation as possible on her.


Eventually, neither woman could breathe because of the pressure their huge crushed boobs put on their lungs. Reluctantly, they separated and standing up, their swollen, bruised and ravaged breasts hung down to their waists like so many pounds of raw meat.

Seeing their once firm proud breasts disfigured by their fight, the women were insanely maddened by what they saw and flew at each other, their fists flying in a breathtakingly fast fury.

Above the raucous whooping, shrieking and cheering of the crowd of women, the sounds of flesh and bone pounding and pummelling flesh was brutal. The sharp smashing sounds emanating from their heads, faces and sculls were particularly sickening as their ears, noses, lips and faces were beaten beyond recognition. Their breasts flew all over from the vicious punching they received. Fists flew as though attached to windmills, pounding and smashing their opponents until finally one woman hit the floor with her back so hard, she just lay there, blood bubbling and foaming from her mouth and nose, her battered and bruised tits flopped out to either side of her, her legs apart showing the gush of fluid and blood from her vagina.

?Kelly?.You?re finished!!!!!!? May gasped as she bent over her rival.
?Two more punches from me will kill you!? she said darkly. ?But you?re not worth going to prison for.? With that, May straightened up and stomped on each of Kelly?s breasts, taking a particular delight in grinding her areolas and crushing the milk glands inside with her platform soled tread, causing her nipples to spurt. With Kelly still screaming, May gathered up the remains of her clothes and prepared to leave. Her new found ?friends? helped her wash the blood off her face and gathered around her to walk with her triumphantly back to the baby cr?che to collect baby Chris and pay for her shopping.


Piers Knight.
2008.