One night after dinner, Shelly floored me by saying that she had called the state and got all the licensing info to become a prostitute. She had alrea...y done the health department test, and got a police card to work. She said she wanted to have everything in place if she needed to start work. I would have to give her the final OK.We decided she would go to this one brothel that’s furthest from our home, to help minimize the risk of seeing someone we knew. She called the brothel, and asked what. Tom exploded, his hands searching for a way to release Noella’s body from the dress that frustrated her body from his intention. Slipping his grip, she pulled down the zipper in the side of her dress and with a shrug of her shoulders and wiggle of her hips, the dress fell to the floor. ‘Still got it!’ She thought as she remembered her ability to undress in a matter of seconds. With free access to Noella’s nicely buffed body, Tom dragged at her bra so that it was now around her waist. Seizing. ”He was standing in front of his desk, leaning back on it with his arms crossed. He had that far-off look of concentration he had when I was pleasuring him. I loved that look.“Tsk Tsk. Your skirt is far too long. Come here so I can check.” I obliged, approaching him. He pulled at the fabric and made an exagerated noise of disgust. “The fabric is so thick! It leaves far too much to my imagination. And you know what happens when we leave things to my imagination.”I quivered. I couldn’t help it.. "I have no more appointments today."Sandy smiled. "You want to play with Cindy?"They took me out of the playpen and finished with my hair. Since I already smelled I finished messing my diaper. The young woman was named Daisy. She was not as nice as she looked. After they finally took off my diaper and cleaned me up she wanted to give me an enema. They bent me over a stool in the bathroom and inserted a balloon type nozzle into my rear hole and filled me with enough soapy water that my stomach.