Amelia And Percy

A few minutes later, Vickie walked in the door red faced and wearing a disposable nappy. Quite a large one. Then Amelia walked in behind her, and she too was wearing a nappy. “I said I would!” snapped Amelia, “and I meant it! Now let’s see what the rest of the family thinks!” And she went off down the landing. “Hi Tom! Have you ever wondered what bridesmaids wear underneath? – It’s This!” and on to the fourth bedroom. I followed, dressed or not this was too good to miss. She cheerfully strode in to where Claire was prinking herself, and grabbed poor Percy, who was sitting quietly in an easy chair minding his own business. She swung herself into his lap, wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and gave him a big wet kiss. Claire was frozen in mid-prink, mouth agape.