Little space Stories

Sherry Crane fidgeted in her pamp as she watched her husband of thirty years pack the diaper bag for their trip. “I don’t need that many pamps!” she pouted. Ananda glanced up at her over his glasses. “I’d rather have them than not. Drink your bottle.” “Humpf.” Sucking on the nipple of her bottle, she bit and pulled on the nipple, giving soft growls of frustration. Ananda looked up again. “Hey! Hey, be nice to the bottle....