Honest Thoughts Of A Daughter
"So, I really do look pretty in your eyes, Bella?" My mother asked with an expectant gaze as she felt the warmth of the pancakes permeate through her belly. "I really don't look that indecent at all?"
"Of course you don't, Abi~" Camila answered in Bella's place with a bright smile on her face. She then bent down until their faces were right next to each and pulled on her cheeks as she said, "How could my adorable sister ever look indecent in anyone's eyes~"
My mother giggled upon hearing praise from her older sister, whom she looked up to, and quickly lost all the nervousness she had earlier.
"But I do have a question though..." Bella suddenly asked as she carefully surveyed my mother's naked body, like she were searching for something. "...Where exactly are the 'fruits' and 'berries' you were talking about? I thought that I would see some sort of fruit salad here after hearing you talk about it. But it looks like there's not even a single slice of fruit here."