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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Friday, December 01, 2017

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story_codes: MMMFFF+/gg (4-7) g/g, semi-cons, cons

story_intro: Purchased by a kiddy brothel at the age of four, Jeri is befriended there by Avery, who is a year older. Jeri soon learns the joys of "playing sex" with the nice grown-ups who come to visit and even from her best friend. But as Jeri gets older, Avery stays the same.


story_language: English




REL - Forget Me Not

Written by madvlad


	A brief explanation for those who haven't read other REL stories:

	The Replicated Enhanced Lifeform, or REL, is a laboratory grown human used for a variety of tasks - some mundane and other more exotic. Aside from their brains, REL bodies are completely human except for the ability to self-generate (and potentially live forever) and heal rapidly - a desirable thing for a quality product - and other customizable features. Their brains are a mix of cybernetics and human tissue.

	About five years after the first RELs came onto the market, a phenomenon occurred in which some RELs were developing personalities beyond their programmed parameters. After a few years of experiencing life and the world around them, they developed likes and dislikes (for anything from food and drink to other people) and other aesthetic features in their behaviors. 
The manufacturer had an easy fix - a brain wipe that would erase these uncomfortably human features but retain the basic original programming.

	Some RELs have been made as children. Although they might age chronologically, they will always remain their original age in physical, mental, and emotional maturity. 

	Society has become divided over whether RELs deserve human rights or are simply property. Legally, they are only property and are at the mercy of their owners.

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	Jeri didn't feel sick but there were several people examining her. They had to be doctors - why else would they have her undress so they could touch her? She may have only been four years old, but even Jeri knew what doctors did. But these ones seemed happy, especially with her pee place, so maybe she wouldn't have to get a shot. 

	"Just do this one more thing and you can go," the nice doctor who seemed to be in charge said. 

	The little girl stared at the strange thing the man had in his pee place. It was big and stuck out at her while he sat in a chair. Raising her dark brown eyes to meet the man's gaze, she asked if she would get a lollipop for being a good girl.

	"Of course you will!" the man chuckled. "And one with real sugar - straight from the black market."

	Jeri had heard some grown-ups talk about food that had been made from real sugar before it was banned by the Health Protection Agency. It was better than the stuff was now but Jeri couldn't understand how anything could be better than lollipops. But there had been a lot of things she didn't understand after her parents went away some days ago.

	Some very important people said that the state would now care for her. So Jeri spent several days in a drab place with drab clothing and drab food. Playtime involved really boring things where grownups said that everyone won at the games when they were all productive members of society. Jeri would have preferred dolls and stuffed animals but they were banned at this place because they represented stereotypes or were exploitive. Jeri and her companions didn't know what those words meant but they did learn that grown-ups liked to ban things.

	Then some people took her to this place so the doctors could take her clothes off and make sure she wasn't sick. Now, the doctor was waiting so the nude little girl opened wide and let the man put the funny-shaped end of his long thing into her mouth. 

	"Now pretend it's a lollipop," the smiling man coaxed. 

	The little girl clamped her lips around the meat and tugged on the glans. The contact that filled her mouth made her salivate. When she swallowed her spit, her tongue slid along the underside of the cock head. The man murmured in appreciation so the tot rubbed him some more. The thing was spongy and had an interesting shape so she curiously explored it with her tongue while suckling.

	"Such a clever girl," the man praised her. "Let me have your hands."

	Her mommy and daddy had rarely said nice things to her and those grownups at the new place only talked in big boring words and made her feel like she was doing something wrong. So she willingly lifted her hands so the man could wrap them around the base of his shaft. Guiding her for a moment, he taught her how to move them.

	"You're doing so well, Jeri," he said when he released her hands.

	Jeri proudly kept moving her hands while she sucked the end of the man's prick. When he put his hand on her head to stroke her soft, chestnut hair, she thought it felt very nice.

	"Now Jeri, see if you can move your mouth forward a little more. Get more of this in so you can suck it."

	The pressure of the man's hand on her head was light but Jeri slid her mouth down. It wasn't that much before it was close to being uncomfortable. But the man didn't seem to mind. Then he suggested that she move her sucking mouth back and forth like she was doing with her hands. This was such an interesting game! 

	She giggled a bit and the man laughed with her. Then she kept at her tasks, pulling with her dainty hands and working the little wet vacuum of her oral hole all over the hard cock.

	"Jeri, I'm going to put something else in your mouth and I want you to swallow it."

	Jeri mumbled her assent. So she was going to get some medicine after all. But the doctor was so kind that she wanted to do it. As it was, she was nearly continuously swallowing her saliva.

	With a groan of satisfaction, Bill, the brothel owner, erupted inside the preschooler's mouth. Rich cream coated the tiny tongue that was slithering over his glans and the child reflexively swallowed it all. 

	After the man was done, he removed his penis and asked Jeri to open her mouth. Everything he had shot was gone and he was quite pleased with his new acquisition. Picking up an electronic pad, he thumbed the screen to send the payment to his contact. No other messages were needed to indicate that he would be keeping her. Noticing that Jeri still obediently held her mouth open, he laughed again. Of course, his sperm wouldn't be the last she'd swallow - not by far. 

	"Congratulations, you passed the audition," he announced. "Now, what flavor of lollipop do you like best?"

	"Red! Red!" she cried as she hopped and clapped her hands. 

	"And how would you like to live here?" he asked as he handed her the promised treat. "There are plenty of little girls here and you'll even get to share a room with one. Many of our customers like to have you in pairs."

	Popping the candy into her mouth, Jeri nodded. Just knowing what her precociously skilled lips and tongue were doing made Bill start to get hard again. But he had other business to attend to and called one of his assistants to show their new arrival to her room. 

	A lady smiled at her and took her hand. It didn't even occur to Jeri that she was still naked as she was enjoying her lollipop. The laughing doctor was right - it did taste better with sugar.

	Not only was Jeri sharing a room with another girl, she was sharing the bed, too. It was a big bed and the other girl was happy to see her new roommate. The girl bounced on the bed, making her long and loose blonde curls bounce as they were introduced to each other by the woman. Avery was five years old and Jeri was pleased that she was going to stay with a bigger girl. 

	Avery had a few stuffed animals and was happy to share them with her new roommate and they played for a while before Jeri started to yawn.

	"We don't have customers tonight so we can sleep now," Avery suggested. 

	"What are customers?"

	Avery's sky blue eyes twinkled as she giggled.

	"Customers are the grown-ups who come and play sex with us," she explained. "We're special because we're little girls and they pay to play sex with us."

	"I don't know how to play sex," Jeri confided to her new best friend.

	"Yes you do. You told me you sucked Mr. Bill's cock."

	"Is that his pee place?"

	"Uh huh. Men have cocks and girls have kitties."

	Jeri looked down at the tiny, hairless mound between her legs. It was called a kitty and she thought that sounded cute. Snuggling under the covers, she thought she could go to sleep but after the day's excitement, slumber remained elusive.

	Jeri's restlessness did not bother Avery. In fact, she was glad her bedmate wasn't sleeping.

	Slipping off her nightie, Avery slid on top of the smaller girl, pinning her to the bed. Jeri looked at her, quizzically, but did not complain. Swiveling her hips, Avery made Jeri open her legs so she could nestle her cunny against the four year-old's crotch. Then she worked her hips in a different fashion, making Jeri coo as their smooth pussies caressed each other.

	"What are you doing?" Jeri asked, mesmerized by the contact.

	"I'm playing sex with you. There's lots of ways to play sex. You'll see."

	When Avery kissed Jeri on the mouth, she kept humping. Then she pushed her tongue between the younger girl's lips and Jeri soon learned the second way to use her tongue for pleasure that day.

	"I like this," Jeri rasped as Avery increased the tempo of their twat grinding. 

	Avery liked it, too, feeling the heat and pressure in her groin that made her start to drip. Before long, a wet snicking arose from between their legs as two lubricating little girl snatches pressed and slid together. Jeri was lost in this discovery of arousal while Avery quickly moved in ways she knew would make her cum. 

	With a loud gasp, she climaxed, pouring more of her intimate liquid over the four year-old's quim. Jeri murmured in confusion but was not at all distressed.

	Avery would have liked it if they had shared their orgasms as she had with other girls before but it didn't matter too much. She wanted to taste her little friend.

	Sliding down, she planted her mouth against Jeri's plump mons and started to lick their shared juices. Jeri lifted her head, watching yet another way to have sex as the recent memory of Bill's prick in her mouth surfaced. Never had she imagined that little girls could do things to each other but this was all so very new. Laying her head back down, she spread her legs further apart as Avery orally mauled her tiny pussy.

	Jeri was very tasty, Avery decided. Of course, she thought that all of her little friends were delicious. No wonder grown-ups liked these girl parts so much. She paused to nibble on the bald, pliant flesh of Jeri's cute cuntlet before she dug into the preschooler's slit to get more of the delicate nectar she craved. Jeri didn't much last longer, squirting more of her liquid treasure into Avery's thirsty mouth as she learned how to "win" at playing sex.

	Panting, Jeri lay still while Avery slithered back up her body. She felt the moist touch as Avery's quim against hers before Avery's tongue once again slid into her mouth. Now Jeri learned the flavor of her own baby pussy.

	Lifting her mouth away from Jeri's, Avery gave her a lusty grin.

	"Let's try to cum together," she announced before she gave the first heave of her little hips.

	At breakfast the following morning, Jeri saw plenty of young girls gathering at the tables. A few were as young as she was and the rest were older but not by more than another four or five years. The food smelled delicious and she happily dug into a syrup-laden pancake. 

	When Bill strolled by, Jeri greeted him with a sticky, maples plastered smile.

	"Mr. Bill! Avery and me played sex last night and we cummed lots of times."

	Nearby girls giggled and clapped while Bill tousled Jeri's hair.

	"I'm glad to hear that Miss Avery is giving you some on-the-job training," he chuckled.

	Jeri got more training that evening as men came into her bedroom to "play sex" with her and Avery. Her tummy was soon warmed by the reward of hot jism she received for sucking so well. But when she saw Avery next to her with another man, she was surprised to see her friend seemingly swallowing the entire hard cock that had been sucked into her mouth. 

	While the man pushed in and out, Jeri could see his entire length. Avery's throat bulged as the tiny blonde took the man's length in and out. Determined to do just as much, Jeri shoved her mouth over her next man's dick, only to nearly gag when the tip reached the back of her mouth.

	"Slow down!" the man laughed. "Do they feed you here? Because you sure seem hungry."

	With her mouth still crammed with meat, the wide-eyed four year-old pointed at Avery who was deep-throating her customer.

	"She's built to do that," the man kindly explained. "And she's good at it. But sometimes, I prefer a real girl."

	So Jeri contentedly slurped and sucked on her customer's cock, using her tiny hands to get to the length where Avery's mouth would have reached. She wondered why the man didn't think that Avery was a real girl. He was a silly grown-up - Avery was certainly a real girl. She liked to play and had a kitty and everything. But other matters took precedence in the four year-old's mind as she concentrated on gulping the next load of jism her newly educated little mouth had just induced. 

	Sometimes, the girls were separated when a customer just wanted one. Near the end of her first week, Jeri was taken to a room when a woman and three men were waiting for her. While the woman watched and masturbated, Jeri licked the three men to erection. Then she was upright on her knees in bed, gripping a prick in each hand and jerking on them while the third had its head plugging her open mouth. 

	The tot's fingers could barely reach halfway around each thick shaft but by now she knew just how to hold them and move her heads while her lips compressed tightly around the glans her tiny tongue was wetly swabbing.

	"I've had them wait for a little slut like you,' the woman sweetly cooed. "They've been saving all of their jism just for you."

	Jeri thought that was very nice of them to do that, even if she didn't understand exactly why. But they were grown-ups, after all. And by now she knew what a slut was - a little girl who knew how to play sex. She was proud to be a slut.

	Minutes later, she had an inkling of why they had saved up when the two dicks in her hands and the one in her mouth began to jerk. The men pulled the away from her hands and mouth and began to bombard her with splooge. The naked preschooler was plastered with thick dick slime that covered much of her face and torso. 

	"Hold her down," Belinda commanded.

	Her servants eased Jeri to her back and held her by the wrists and ankles so that she was spread out.  Starting with the girl's face, Belinda languidly dabbed her tongue to make it clean. Saving the lips for last (she'd save another set of lips for last when she moved lower), she plunged her semen-coated tongue into the small mouth and fed the tyke a lewd snack.

	As she slowly worked across Jeri's chest, Belinda savored the texture of the child's exquisitely soft and delicate skin as it held the musky flavor of man fluids. It was a perverted paradox that made the woman's sex itch as she pulled at one baby pink nipple with her lips until it was rigid. 

	Jeri stretched and murmured as the happy lady's flexing lips and tongue vacuumed and wiped the pearly goo from her body. When all that remained was the hairless bulge between her widespread thighs, the little girl knew what to expect.

	Belinda swept the tip of her tongue to clean one side of the chubby mons, revealing smooth skin as milky in color as the jism coating the rest of her girlish treat. 

	"As anyone else put their mouth here?" she huskily asked the pint-sized prostitute.

	"Avery does," Jeri answered brightly. "She's my best friend and we share a bed and she's a little slut just like me!"

	"I'm sure she is," Belinda acknowledged before settling her mouth back between the preschooler's legs. 

	Jeri's tiny pussy was sucked into the woman's mouth; the plump flesh becoming indented as it was lightly munched. Still held by the men, Jeri still squirmed as Belinda lustily devoured her. Pausing, Belinda lifted her head enough to gaze at the miniature mound. Pressing her thumbs against the bald labia, she spread them to see the pinkness of the tot's virgin membrane glistening with both spit and little girl dew. 

	Belinda returned to Jeri's cunt with a vengeance; chewing and tongue lashing while the child whimpered in arousal and tried to twist her tiny hips. But Belinda grabbed her by the pelvis and held her fast, digging with her tongue to completely violate the slit while Jeri's cherry remained intact. With her whines becoming squeals, Jeri came hard. The four year-old's heated cuntlet pumped more nectar to serve as a digestif for the woman's carnal meal. 

	It was two nights later when Jeri was alone with another client. This time, it was a distinguished looking man whose hair was beginning to silver at the temples. First she demonstrated what her tiny hands and mouth could do with a man's cock before diligently swallowing the results.

	Mr. Woodling spent over an hour kneading and massaging the preschooler's nude form with his hands, getting to know every bit of surface before he took her by her cute little rump and drew her to him. Opening her legs, Jeri presented her hairless sex to him and was once again orally molested to climax.

	Mr. Woodling did some things differently and at her tender age, Jeri was learning the nuances of sexual techniques. But the result was the same as she climaxed into the man's feeding mouth. As Jeri lay panting, Mr. Woodling patted her head and told her he planned to make her his "special girl".

	Avery was a special girl for Zack (a.k.a. "Mr. Zack" by the girls). Zack didn't mind Jeri being there to watch as his favorite little blonde gave his dick a saliva coating. After Avery lay back on the bed, Zack pulled her toward him until her rear was at the edge. Fingering the girl's snatch, he gave her a grin.

	"Did you grow your cherry back just for me?" he asked, knowing that others had taken her cherry on numerous occasions. But he still enjoyed the interchange.

	"Uh huh," she replied as the man put his large prick head against her hairless quim and made the outer labia open.

	Even if it wasn't the first time for Avery, Zack always savored the brief but of rubbery resistance, followed by the snap of the membrane and the accompanying high-pitched grunt from the little blonde as she was pierced and reopened. Well-lubricated, the five year-old's pussy widened to allow the penetration of such a tiny place. 

	The squirming child experienced more internal stretching as the man drove deeper, elongating her channel as his turgid prick bored through her bald and bulging twat lips. Avery passively allowed him to take her, Even if she wanted to close her legs, the shear girth buried between them would have made the task nearly impossible. 

	Having buried his cock inside the little girl, Zack now fucked her with heavy thrusts that made her moans float from her gaping mouth on breathy exhalations. The taut sleeve of her cunt's interior pressed all around his pounding cock as it was used.  Pumped repeatedly with hard meat, the five year-old's debauched, chubby pussy burbled with liquidy sounds while her smooth crotch became shiny with the juices forced from inside.

	Adding to Zack's enjoyment was the look on Avery's new roommate, Jeri. The other girl was a little smaller than Avery and, from the look on her face, had never seen someone fucked before. Jeri was staring as Zack's cock pummeled her friend, disappearing into the hairless hole between her thighs before remerging, shiny and hard and ready to plunder Avery's tender cuntlet again. 

	It made the cum boil in his balls that much harder and Zack then refocused on Avery's face. Her eyes widened as she felt the heat of insemination blasting into her little body until she had taken everything.

	"Are you going to play sex in my kitty?" Jeri asked when Zack slid out of Avery.

	The four year-old's eyes were glued to the semen oozing from her friend's bald slit. Although surprised by the act she had just witnessed, she wanted to be just like Avery.

	Zack patted the side of her head, tracing over the skin behind her ear with a fingertip and finding no bumps.

	"Sorry, kiddo, but that wouldn't turn out to well for you," he explained. "Maybe in a couple of years you can do it but it will be even more years before you can take one of these all the way."

	Jeri looked at the length of the man's penis and rechecked her own miniature cunny. His cock was awfully big. But how did Avery get it inside her? 

	Watching the little girl, Zack could tell she was trying to figure out how to get a hard prick into her baby snatch. That a kid so young was even thinking about such a thing made him hard. As a consolation, he offered Jeri his renewed hard-on, now flavored with Avery's delectable young pussy, to suck. The tot happily accepted and opened wide.

	But Jeri still wondered about her body's limitations by the time their last customer of the day had left. 

	"How come you can play sex in your kitty and Mr. Zack wouldn't let me?" she asked Avery.

	"I can stretch a lot," Avery explained as she held her hands wide apart.

	"Why?"

	"Because I'm a REL."

	Jeri's hands flew to her mouth.

	"No you're not," she insisted. "RELs are monsters. Daddy always said so."

	Avery's mouth quivered and she tried not to cry. Jeri hadn't meant to hurt her feelings, but she had dealt with this before. Taking the younger girl's hand, she put it behind her ear so Jeri could feel the three small, subcutaneous bumps of her programming interface.

	"You have boo-boos!" Jeri gasped.

	"No, that's something RELs have so we learn stuff," Avery explained. "I'm really not a monster."

	"You're not a monster," Jeri agreed.

	The girls were silent for a moment, wondering why RELs were RELs and all of the other complicated things that made no sense. Grownups had their uses, but they were so confusing. Then Avery thought of something to cheer them up and promptly pounced on Jeri, knocking her backwards on the bed and pinning her there.

	"Let's play sex!" the blonde minx enthusiastically suggested.

	And Jeri spread her little legs.

	"We're the same size," Jeri noted one day after she had been at the brothel for about a year. "You were always bigger."

	"That's because you're five just like me," Avery said.

	"I like being five."

	"Me too. But do you know what's funner than five?"

	Jeri thought about that. She could count up to twenty now, but sometimes forgot eleven and twelve. 

	"Six?" she guessed.

	"No," Avery giggled. "Sixty-nine!"

	Now Jeri laughed and the pair promptly arranged themselves on the bed and commenced to enact their favorite number. They had completely forgotten that they had clients coming but when the four women who had booked them arrived, they found the nude five year-olds pressed together with their little mouths busy with each other's hairless twatlet.

	Exchanging looks, the women decided to let the tots finish their appetizers before their evening erupted into a lesbian banquet with Avery and Jeri as the squealing and wriggling main courses.

	For two years, Mr. Woodling referred to Jeri as his special girl and always had her by herself. Today, he said they would do something extra special. Jeri didn't know what he meant but at the moment she was pleasantly distracted the ball of moist electricity building up in her cunny as the man mouthed her bald cunny. By now, he knew just the way she liked it with the tongue in her slit and when he captured her clit between his tongue and upper front teeth. Her orgasm rolled through her body and left her limp and serene on the bed while Mr. Woodling sat down next to her. 

	He picked her up and hugged her, getting a hug in return before he moved his hands lower. Jeri always enjoyed the way he cupped her spongy little ass cheeks and squeezed them but today he was only using one hand. Looking down, her eyes widened as she saw him aiming the tip of his dick toward the hairless swell between her legs. 

	"Are you going to play sex in my kitty?" she asked nervously.

	"That's right," he said as he lowered her down.

	The head was wide as it opened her soft outer labia. Clutching the girl firmly, Mr. Woodling pushed her down until her inner lips were expanding. Jeri murmured uncomfortably until the man whispered soothing words in her ear. 

	Then she was taken down further. Jeri couldn't contain the cry of pain as she felt her maidenhead tearing. Mr. Woodling paused and held the deflowered six year-old tightly. When he eased her down again, Jeri whimpered as her virgin tunnel expanded. She felt strained and bloated but the sharpness of the initial entry was no more. 

	Slowly stretching the little girl's delicate pussy, Mr. Woodling filled her with his hardness. It did not matter that he couldn't bury his entire length into her as he might have with a REL. What he did manage to get inside was now sweetly wrapped in the hot clamp of childish flesh. Moving her up and down, the man worked Jeri's slippery sex tube with his cock, making her juices flow as she rested her head against him.

	"Take a look," he suggested.

	Jeri leaned away from him enough to look down at the manly prick sliding in and out of her plump, smooth mound. Her spread lips flexed and rolled as she was lifted and lowered on the rod and she could feel the intense pressure of the unseen part of his member plumbing the sultry confines of her undersized quim

	Overwhelmed, she leaned forward again to rest against his chest, letting the large hands on her little rump control her body as it was made to ride the man's cock. Then the thing inside pulsed and Jeri's eyes widened as the ejaculation began. Light-headed, the six year-old was quiet as the man's hot sperm filled her tiny womb.

	After the motion stopped, Mr. Woodling kept holding her and kept her impaled on him. Jeri knew from the past that he always came two or three times when he visited her and was pleasured by her mouth and hands. In silence, she waited while he stroked her body until he began to harden inside her.

	It was late at night when Jeri, walking awkwardly, returned to her room. Avery was now the smaller girl but they still hugged and cuddled on the bed as always. 

	"Mr. Woodling did something special to me," Jeri said as she pointed to her oozing little snatch. "He played sex in my kitty."

	Avery said nothing but crawled between her friend's legs. Understanding her intent, Jeri lay back and let Avery's soothing mouth have its way with her cream-filled pussy.

	"Avery! Guess what?" Jeri gushed as she sped into their room. "Mr. Woodling is taking me home! I can stay there and when I'm bigger we'll make babies and everything!"

	Avery looked at her best friend of the last three years and couldn't stop the tears that came from her eyes. At age seven, Jeri was in the age range when many of the girls left.

	Startled by Avery's tears, Jeri thought she understood.

	"I'm sure Mr. Woodling will take you, too. We can-"

	"No he won't," Avery said with a weak shake of her head. "I can't get bigger and I can't have babies. That's why you go away and I stay here. All of my friends always go away. There was Bridgette and Staci and Annie and Wendy and Hannah and you, too. You all go away and you never come back."

	Jeri's departure was bittersweet. Avery wouldn't come to the office to say farewell but Bill assured Jeri that her friend would be fine. 

	"She'll have a new roommate and new fun times," he said as Jeri sat in Mr. Woodling's chair. "Don't worry about her. And you'll be so busy with your new life that you'll move on, too."

	Mr. Woodling was also very kind and understanding as they drove away. Jeri fidgeted in the back seat and stuffed her hands in her jacket pockets. She found something in one of them.

	Taking it out, she saw it was a folded sheet of paper. When she opened it, it was a child's drawing of two smiling little girls - one with brown hair and brown eyes and the other was blonde with blue eyes. Written in crooked lettering that had been done with the utmost care was a simple message.

	"Pleeze dont 4 get me. I love u 4 effer."

	Kyle smiled at the new arrival walking toward his desk in the hotel lobby. His attention to detail made him good at this job and luxury hotels of this caliber prided themselves on recognizing every nuance. The guest was young, perhaps in her mid-twenties, dressed very well but in nothing that screamed trendiness. No, she was confident in her station and didn't feel the need to advertise it.

	As a hotel maid passed her, the woman smiled and nodded politely in response to the offered "good afternoon". From a professional standpoint, Kyle certainly approved. While all guests were treated equally, he and the other staff appreciated those who didn't treat them as temporary servants.

	She gave him her name and he keyed up her reservation on his screen before turning it toward her. While she quickly reviewed the dates and the details of her suite, he took stock of her jewelry. Not that he was a jewel thief; he could tell things about people by what they wore. As with her attire, her earrings and necklace were subdued but of high quality. 

	On her right ring finger, she wore a plain gold band. Spying the slight indentation at the base of her empty left ring finger, Kyle surmised that her widowhood had been a recent thing. Then he noticed movement beside her and saw a dark-eyed child with long brown hair observing him.

	"Hello there," he said to the little girl. "What's your name?"

	"My name's Chloe, I'm five. This is my mommy."

	"Five. Wow, you're getting on in years. You and your mother could pass for twins."

	The woman and the girl both laughed.

	"That's silly," said Chloe. "This is my sister and she's five, too."

	Kyle hadn't seen another girl until Chloe reached and tugged at a hand. So the other one had been hiding behind her mother in some sort of game. Now she came out, giggling. There wasn't a resemblance so Kyle determined that they were fraternal twins.

	Then something else occurred to him.

	"I'm sorry ma'am, but I see just one bed in your suite. I can arrange for a couple of rollaway beds to be brought up for the twins."

	"Oh, that's not necessary," the woman laughed. "They both wind up in my bed anyway by morning."

	Kyle nodded. His brother and his sister-in-law had similar issues with their young children. 

	"Avery's not my twin. She's my sister and Mommy and me adopted her," Chloe proudly explained.

	The woman picked up the little blonde girl and held her in the crook of her arm while she kissed her cheek. In return, child contentedly rested her head on the woman's shoulder and Chloe smiled as she took her mother's free hand. 

	With plenty of visiting families displaying their dysfunction within the fine accommodations of the hotel, it was gratifying for Kyle to see such a genuinely loving one now and then. After thanking Kyle, the woman turned to walk toward the elevator with her daughters where a porter was patiently waiting.

	"I hope all of you enjoy your stay, Mrs. Woodling," he called out to Jeri.



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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