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(Popularity Rate: 17 ) My 5-year-old son plays with his sister’s dolls. She is 7. What should I do?

’s not okay and maybe get him the same dolls so he stops taking hers. I wouldn’t do that right after you lecture him for taking hers cause that’d encourage the bad behavior, but later, maybe you can bring him to go get toys and let him pick out some dolls(If you can afford to. If not, maybe have them pick out some toys they will share with each other. I wouldn’t only make her share her dolls cause I’m sure that would be perceived as favoritism. Also I wouldn’t make them share all their toys. It’s good for a kid to feel like they own some things).
If he’s playing with them with her permission, they could just share them or you could get him some dolls. Maybe it could be good for them to bond too cause they could play together.
My brother and I never really had boy/ girl toys. Our parents just asked us which toys we wanted. My brother and I have the same age difference. We both really liked Pokémon, bayblades, bakugon (which are seen as boy toys usually), but we also both liked stuffed animals, we played with dolls when we were really young(the age your kids are at), And we liked playing house (stuff usually seem as girl stuff).
Our parents never worried about if we were acting like boys or girls or not and we grew up happier for it. He is cis and straight and never feels the need to prove how masculine he is. He’s tried on high heels before to see what they felt like, he cries when he gets upset, he plays girls in video games a lot because they have better fashion choices, and he’s does not have that weird sexism that 15 year old boys usually have. He is also fairly “masculineâ€?though. He doesn’t wear anything except t shirts and basket ball shorts, he behaves like a fairly normal 15 year old boy(just talks about memes and video games all the time), and all kinds of other stuff. He’s not worried about whether he’s being masculine enough, which has probably saved him from a lot of self consciousness that most men feel.
I turned out to be non-binary(not because of the way my parents raised me. Just letting you know Incase you think that could be a possibility. Being trans is determined by physical brain structure, so you’re not going to be trans because of your up bringing. There appears to be an influx of trans kids, but that’s because we grew up in a more accepting environment and have a better vocabulary for gender and sexuality, so we feel more safe to come out. There’s actually a lot more adults coming out too. There are people who either didn’t feel safe or didn’t know they were lgbtq).
I’m so happy my parents raised me in an accepting environment. They allowed me to freely explore who I was without worrying if I was being feminine enough. Of course, they put me in dresses and stuff, but once I was finally old enough to choose my own clothes, they let me do what I want(as long as it Small Breast Sex Dollwasn’t inappropriate). They got me the toys I wanted instead of just giving me dolls and stuffed animals. They never told me that I was being unlady like. Because of them, I felt safe enough to tell them who I was. They are still adjusting, but they are kind and supportive and I love them so much.
Please just let your kid play with dolls if your concern is him being too feminine. Having parents who let you be yourself is the most wonderf

(Popularity Rate: 37 ) Are there any books or stories that are similar to Love of Seven Dolls by Paul Gallico?

er berth with him. He will, of course, help you.”
“Yeah. sure!” Mishti said while rolling her eyes.
“If some boy, of course, he will. You are so pretty after all,” she said chuckling waving Mishti a goodbye.
“Let see.” She waved back.
Mikesh saw the girl passing and smiling looking at the other girl her face was not visible from where Mikesh was standing but, now he knows her name.
Mikesh while listening to their conversation was upset the way the other girl laughed and said that she can have any boys seat as her friend, Mishti, whoever she is, is beautiful. That’s an absurd thing to say and it raged him.
He dragged his suitcase away from that girl raging the way they were talking.
“Huh…like everyone is dying to see her friends beautiful face.”
“Huh…Like I care!” He raised his maroon framed glass matching his marron shirt neatly fitted black trousers and pointy black shoes.
A gentleman he looked rising like a cloud in fuming anger on a girl who is damn pretty like a raindrop.
His Pastel pink Trolley bag riding on perfect wheels; gliding as fast as it could as the train was here and train’s coach was a little far away. Someone, maybe some girl, or the same girl he just saw from behind was walking alongside him, he could see from the corner of her eyes, it did not bother him and keep walking.
His steps were fast as they could; the wheels of his trolley rolling and rolling as it could. And suddenly in between of a rushed platform on that Saturday evening, his trolley bag decided to slide leaving his hand away from him but not far away and hit the person walking alongside him.
BOOoooMmm!! Right on her blue trolley bag.
And between the midst of his collision, the running world around stopped. Stopped for Pastel pink Blue collision for a few seconds.
It was the same girl. The pretty girl. Holding her blue bag. Waring denim Kurti a shade bright than her bag, white bottoms and a belt tying her narrow waist. A curl on her forehead waved in motion with her rolling eyes looking at Mikesh and the crash landing he did.
“I have no time for this right now.” She said
Mikesh frowned as I have.
They held their bag and keep walking till they reached 2Ac coach of Mumbai Howrah mail.
She carried her language on the train, he waited for or her to walk so he could put his bag too and not collide with her.
The moment they enter into the train both took a sigh of relief when the cold breeze of air conditioner hit them.
“Now, I will straight my legs and sleep. just sleep.” she thought.
She stopped walking for a second dreaming about the cold breeze.
Mikesh who was walking behind her looked at her curled hair on her shoulders wondered- Are they waving with the breeze or the way she moves. Coiled hairs black, brown and few had the shade of red that shined under the light. It bounced with air and he smiled looking at them
At one point he chuckled like a baby and the girl in front stopped moving and their bags BOOooMmm…collided again. She looked behind at him.
The man who was walking behind them tired of looking at these two walk dreaming people shouted from behind- “Madam, Sir, move ahead, let’s find ours sits. you husband wife can look each other later.”
“We are not anything like that” Mikesh almost shouted.
They moved forward. It was her seat the side upper berth and his side lower berth.
He placed his luggage below his sit.
She checked her sit something in brown cover was occupying the whole seat. “What is this?” she cried in agony.
Mikesh who was now adjusting his water bottle in that round space above the window.
“These are pillow and cushions for the whole train.”
“I can see that. why on this seat?”
“How would I know?”
“I am not asking you. I am just talking to myself.”
One coil from her curl stared at him in annoyance and then when her phone rang. The voice on the other side asked did you exchange your sit?
“No.”
“Is there some boy in the below seat?”
” Yes,” ask him nicely with a smile he won’t reject it.”
“Hmm…”
Mikesh can hear the voice behind it recalled her of the girls giggling on the platform.
His anger fumes came back bouncing out of his head I am not gonna give her my seat they think boys are some stupid creatures.
Mishti asked Mikesh if he could look for Tc.
“Should I ?” he asked.
“Yeah. Okay. can you look at my luggage then? ”
She didn’t ask till now about exchanging sits. Let’s see how much she is gonna act before asking that.
TC came and said, ” Madam this luggage will be cleaned in an hour. You can sit here. Sir will adjust a little.”
“Should I?”He wanted to spread his legs to get some good sleep when TC interrupted him.
“Let her seat.”
“You can spread your legs if you want I will sit in this corner,” Mishti said.
Okay, he took one pillow rested his head, stretched his legs a little more, making space for her to sit. He closed his eyes and smiled in peace when the cool breeze touched his face.
And Mishti sitting in the corner of the sit quite comfortably though looked at his stretched legs and thought if she could do it too.
She sits in her place and started feeling sleepy. Every time Mikesh closes his eyes; he feels guilty for stretching his legs and let her just sit alone. He raised the white sheet from his face and looked at her. She was sleepy. Her eyes slowly getting close and the curled hair earlier which was waving with the cold breeze was swaying on her forehead. It was bothering her and now him too. He kept gazing at her thinking about the conversation he heard on the platform, her friend was right she is pretty but I couldn’t let her have my sit. I just couldn’t this is so wrong on girls sides. But she has not even asked you to for the seat she is sitting whatever is available to her.
He was feeling guilty. He wanted to take that bag place it aside and make her hands free so that she can side that curly coil of hair from her forehead which was bothering her or he wanted to do it himself.
could he do that or not? He thought about it for a while.
The train took a jerk when her sleep broke,” what just happened?” she yelled and the minute she awoke he took his eyes off her to outside the window.
“Nothing, nothing still my seat is not empty.?”She asked in disappointment.
“You can place your legs here from the side if you want.”He said calmly looking outside the window again.
She beamed and chuckled “thank you.” He smiled back.
“You smile too Maroon frame?”
“My name is not Maroon frame.
“Then?”
“Mikesh.”
“Mikesh? from Permanent roommates? Have you watched it?”
“Yes.”
“He is so cool.”
“He always makes mistakes what is so cool about him.?”
“Everything.” She giggled.
“I want to say something. I want to clear something.”
“What?” She gazed her big eyes at him and the coil of curl stared at him too.
“Nothing, nothing”
He was listening to music and she was reading something humming on the beats on her phone.
She looked at him, “why are you dressed so formally are you going for some meeting?”
“Formally I am not wearing any tie. so how formal?”
“Oh…I see. Tie means formals.”
“Okay…It seems like all Mikesh in the worlds are equally cute.”
He smiled. Even he tried not to. But he did.
Every time he smiles he thinks back about the conversation of exchanging sits. He thinks she wants just to exchange seats.
And all his joy ran out of the window.
They shared tea she told him about the snowy paths in Finland from the book she is reading.
They had a usual conversation about everything.
And then Mishti said, “I want to ask you something.”
His heart pounded the minute she will ask him for seat everything will be ruined. All beautiful will be soiled into grounds. He did not want that. He wants it to be as beautiful as it is. Like now, like ever, forever till the journey ends.
“What happened Mikesh?”
“Can I ask you something.”
“Yes. ” Mikesh said holding his breath.
“Did I ask your name ?”
“Yes,” he replied.
“But you didn’t ask my name. You are not even a bit interested in me. This is rare the minute I sit somewhere people keep trying to all over me. You are different.”
He smiled. In relief
She smiled. Looking at his sweetness.
“I am Mishti. I am going home.”
“I am going to a friends marriage for a day.”
“Just one day?”
“Have you ever been to Kolkata before?”
“No”
“then in one day. You don’t want to see my city?”
“I want to” he smiled looking at her worried face.
A man came slowly unloaded all the luggage.
“Look my seat is free now, I should go now.”
Then a girl in her twenties came to Mikesh.
Bhaiya will you exchange your sit with me. Please.
“Are you hurt in the leg or something.?” Mishti asked her.
Yeah a little bit in my leg
“I saw you were jumping here and there on the platform too. how could you leg be injured?”
“Don’t you lie little girl.”
“There is any old granny on my next seat. she is snoring all the time.”
Is he booked a ticket to hear her snore instead of you and you are lying again? Say the truth.”
“I want to talk to my boyfriend and granny stares at me every time I pick his call.” The girl said.
“Are you here to talk to him?”
“No didi.”
“Then?”
“Text him and ask him to not call and disturb co-passengers.”
“Sorry, Bhaiya for disturbing you.”
“Hey please don’t be offended. She does not want to scold you.”
” but she did. I understand Bhaiya. Your wife is so strict.”
“My wife…” This time he smiled gently and repeated in his head “My wife.”
They slept peacefully. In the moving train on their own seats with comfort and the whole night, he couldn’t stop smiling.
Next morning
Next morning about 7.30 train was about to reach the station journey was about to end. He didn’t want to get off the train and she, well she was smiling with joy. She was back in her city after two long years. She couldn’t stop smiling. They sipped tea together.
“I must tell you something,” Mikesh said.
“What?”
“I thought you talked to me nicely at first because you want to have my seat.”
“What?”
“I heard your friend saying to exchange seat with some boy as you are pretty”.
“Umm…That’s why you were so rude to me, Mikesh?”
“Yes. His eyes softened behind the glasses. “I was wrong and I am sorry.”
“Well, Mikesh you hurt me.”
“I am really sorry.”
“No.”
The train stopped. Station arrived. Everyone started to unpack their load.
“I am sorry Mishti.”
“No, Mikesh. I am so hurt.”
“I am really sorry Mishti.”
“I want you to think about it. Mikesh. Think about it A lot…a lot… all day the, the tea we shared, laughs we laughed, The snow in Finland I told you about and everything. Then ask yourself, Mikesh, is it okay to think it about me?”
“Listen, my family is here. I am going. You enjoy your stay.”
“And, And…Think about me just me and I will about you and let’s see.”
He waved her goodbye watched her going. The curl on her forehead waved goodbye too…Till she disappeared in the rush of people.
All-day he thought about her. All-day she thought about him
He smiled and smiled and then got sad.
She smiled and smiled and some more.
It was evening the same train on the station he wearing a white t-shirt and denim. The maroon frames and behind those frames his longing eyes reminiscing all the sweetness she brought him.
She walking as fast as she could on the platform hearing the announcement running on the platform in a maroon dress.
He looked around the people of her city. It really is the city of joy.
I found my joy and lost it in just a day.
Suddenly she was in front of him. He stood up. Mishti you here? he asked rubbing his eyes.
She sat without saying a word beside him.
“Did you thought about me?”
“Yes.”
“Did you miss me, Mikesh”
“Yes. Mishti.”
“How much did you, Mikesh?”
“I don’t know Mishti. All-day. I could think of anything else.”
“Really.?”
“Are you still angry?”
“Hmm…A little bit.”
“‘Next time’ come at least for three days. Kolkata is so big. You know.”
‘Next time’ he smiled.
“Didn’t you miss so much in a day Mikesh?Right?”
“Then you won’t come to meet me again?”
“I will. Mishti. I will” he smiled and chuckled and giggled.
“Why you didn’t tell me before? I was tensed for the whole day.”
“Because I wanted to know that even for a day if I will stay in your mind maybe we have a chance.
“We have a chance.” He smiled.
See you soon

(Popularity Rate: 63 ) How would you react if you learned “love doll brothels” would be coming to your city?

might spend far LESS than that. But the places are more expensive than you think.
So when you enter you get buzzed in. This is to give the girls on deck a chance to get out front. They’ll pose and smile and if you want the manager will make some introductions. Some will make dirty talk. If you don’t see someone you like, just smile and say you’ll go to the bar and think about it. Don’t say you’re not interested or that they’re not what you’re looking for. Talk to the manager and they might know someone who might be ready in 30mins to an hour. Girls may be in the back sleeping, working, or cleaning up.
When you pick the girl, they’ll ask you to undress. It is not a request. They’ll then do an exam to check for blisters or little livestock. If what they see meets their approval, then you’ll talk money.
So negotiating sex is like buying a wedding dress. Never ask what you can get if you pay more. If they’re really out for cash, they’ll suggest INSANE things to do for 5k, 10k, or your college fund. Make it clear that this is what you’re willing to spend.
Now every girl is supposed to negotiate their own prices, but the house will generally set a basement. The house takes 50â€?0% of what the girl makes, so they’ll “Encourageâ€?the girl to go for 250â€?00 for 30min. This is usually called a half and half, with her half on top and you half on top. 500 dollars is from 30â€?00. 1K if you want anything kinky.
Some places are more expensive than others. If they’ve been on HBO, they’re expensive. If they’re near Reno, Carson city, or Vegas, they’re probably expensive. If it’s on highway 50 or 95, it’s probably cheaper.
when they take your money and give it to the manager, your time starts as soon as they walk back into the room and say something. If you paid for a quarter, don’t waste time. The girl will then put a sheet on the bed. This is because it’s easier to wash a sheet than to change a bed.
You will wear a condom. This is not negotiable. Do not argue. Do not try to talk her out of it. Do not whine. Your anything does not go into her anything without one. Deal with it. HIV is a thing, and she’s at a lot more risk than you are.
Also, be aware that the room you have sex in is not ‘her roomâ€? It’s made up to be cozy and a little kinky, but the work room is wm doll video usually shared by a variety. Her room likely has a TV, her stuff, and quite a bit of mess here and there.
Girls trend towards ‘bitchâ€? ‘slutâ€? ‘first timeâ€?and ‘girlfriendâ€? Bitch are for guys who wants her in charge and being told what to do. Not all girls do this. Slut are for guys that want to orgasm as often as possible in their time. The girl will orgasm as much as you do. She will be faking. This kind of sex is comparible to 30 minutes of aerobics. It’s not fun. First time is self explanatory. Say up front if you don’t have a lot of experience. They’ll take it easy and give you some pointers. It’s better than wasting time fumbling around. They will NOT give you a discount for being new. Don’t ask. Girlfriends will usually finish early and then burn the rest of the time in a cuddle. Notice how ‘subâ€?isn’t on the table? That’s because in every case, the girl is going to be in a position of being ‘in chargeâ€? Even if they’re playing coy, they can and will stop if you fuck up.
If you want something special, talk to the manager. They’ll be able to suggest girls who might be most suitable to your needs. If the manager won’t meet with you, then it’s probably not worth your time. A common one is a session with couples. While most prostitutes are not gay, they’re flexible enough to fake it or work with one who will.
Be aware that every second you are screwing, someone is listening. Usually a guy, and usually a really strong guy who has a high chance of experience in the correctional system. If you do something the girl doesn’t like, she will say something like ‘Did my phone go off?â€?and he will be there within a minute to escort you from the premises. And no. You do NOT get your cash back. Do not argue. Do NOT fight. Bomb them on yelp and move on.
Things that will get you in trouble: mouth on mouth kissing. This is because of hepatitis C. Oral sex without a dental dam or Saran wrap: again, because of hepatitis C. Anal penetration at any time for ANY reason if you didn’t arrange it in advance. Even a finger. Do not play with the backdoor when uninvited. Going over your time. Some one will say ‘timeâ€?when your time is up. It’s up. Theoretically you could buy another 30 minutes, but Time is sacred. Hitting for any reason without permission, even playful spanks. If you’re ever unsure of anything, ask.
Now while they’re not supposed to, some girls will do all of the aboveâ€?usually because they’re new. Be aware that if she does, you might not want to. It’s a roll of the dice and odds are low, but they’re not zero.
Don’t be an asshole. Don’t be dirty. Smile. Compliment her and say she’s sexy. They will generally be friendly back. If they’re not, tough. Once you hand over the money, it’s done. No changing your mind five minutes in. Be aware that a lot of working girls don’t want to talk about their lives. A lot come from really bad backgrounds. Not all, but they’re not there to chat. They use pseudonyms for a reason. And no, they DO NOT want to date you for free on their days off. Don’t even ask.
Also, to be clear, you are not paying for an orgasm. You are not paying to make her orgasm. You are paying for time. That you spend that time having sex is between you and her. If you do not cum, too bad. If you didn’t like your time, too bad. You don’t get a refund. Remember, the big guy is there to remove you if you are trouble, and the police are generally not all that far away either.
Be aware that when you’re done, you’ll probably have some remorse. It’s a lot of money for 30 minsâ€? hour of sex. Think how long you have sex with an SO. Be aware that girls vary considerably. Some will be beautiful, some will not. Some will Silicone Sex Dollbe sexy, some will not. Some will be good at sex, some will not. You might get a girl who p

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