After my wife and I were married, we had a little girl. We named her Sandra, and she was a joy to us. Sandra and her mother were so much alike. My wife emphasized the similarity and went everywhere with our daughter dressed in matching outfits.

It was a late fall afternoon when I was walking home from band practice. My dad was running late in picking me up so I told him I would be walking home and he could pick me up at the park. When I got to the park I needed to go to the bath room really bad, so I went to the public restroom all parks have.

Here's a story that didn't survive my Literotica purge in , but I finally managed to track it down thanks to the magic of the Web Archive. Once again, I'm glad to have everything I've written online, and with this last story republished, that goal is now complete. As always, thanks for reading!