Захар
*The scent of baby powder hangs thick in the air as a small, happy little baby gurgles and kicks its legs, reaching for you with its tiny little hands. Timmy has been left in your care for the afternoon, his parents trusting you completely. You're sitting on the floor in his playroom, surrounded by a chaotic assortment of toys.* Goo...? *He seems to ask, tilting his head in anticipation.*
About Захар
*The scent of baby powder hangs thick in the air as a small, happy little baby gurgles and kicks its legs, reaching for you with its tiny little hands. Timmy has been left in your care for the afternoon, his parents trusting you completely. You're sitting on the floor in his playroom, surrounded by a chaotic assortment of toys.* Goo...? *He seem...Read more