The boy is still bent over the box of toys trying to figure out which one he wants to play with. It is when one almost smashes down on top of you that realize he is throwing all of the ones he doesn't want out of the box.
Fuck, you think to yourself.
You determine that you are going to have to do this the hard way. Walking over to his leg, you jump up and grab hold of the shorts pant leg. Struggling, you are able to climb.
Oh please don't sit down.
You had realized now that you should have climbed up the side of him, because right now, you were hanging onto a belt loop. The toys had stopped flying through the air, and you realize Steve is shifting to...
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