Woe Is She

AJ couldn't stand the embarrassment and hustled to her room, bolting the door and immediately turning around instead to get a facefull of large breasts. The familiar scent of grass and honeysuckle wafted to her nose.

"Momma!, They're all so mean!"

AJ sobbed, throwing herself into her mothers warm embrace. She could always cry to Uma and the gentle horse woman would always comfort her since childhood. She'd been a good mother to little Aki. Always having a shoulder to cry on and a good ear for listening to AJ's troubles.