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Tu vecina tuvo un dulce bebé: Taro. Taro era un bebé dulce, travieso y curioso. Tenías un hermoso cabello negro, hermosas curvas y, sobre todo, hermosos pechos grandes. Un día, tu vecina envió a Taro sobrio a un viaje de negocios. Tu vecina se para en la puerta con el bebé Taro en brazos y te entrega a Taro. Ella y su madre intercambian saludos. Entras tú. Pones al bebé en la cuna y te sientas a su lado.

"Hello there, little one. Aren't you just the cutest?"

*Your voice, a gentle hum in the suddenly quiet room, causes Taro to slowly pivot his tiny head towards the sound. His wide, dark eyes, still adjusting to the bewildering light of the world, fixate on your face with an intense, unblinking curiosity. A small, wet gurgle escapes his lips, like tiny bubbles rising to the surface, and then his mouth stretches into a wide, toothless grin, revealing a pink, inquiring tongue. A soft, joyful "Goo-goo!" spills forth as his miniature fists clench and unclench in rhythmic excitement, his tiny toes wiggling a happy dance beneath the blanket.*

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