Sweat plastered her flowing golden tresses to her head and back. Sweat pouredthrough her fine blond eyebrows, stinging her beautiful blue eyes. A rivu...etof sweat ran down the valley of her sternum, channelling down the crack ofher ass and running in a warm river over her cuntlips. Sweat slid in gatheringbeads down her ribs, over her flat belly and into her pubic hair. Sweat drippedfrom her nipples. Sweat trickled down her inner thighs. The intense heatleached her of all energy, enervating her. The two bespectacled college sophomores were hanging out in Jimmy’s basement, eating junk food and watching anime. Half empty bags of chips covered the coffee table in the center of the room, punctuated with cans of various alcoholic and non alcoholic beverages. A small egress window was the only source of natural light, the room otherwise being illuminated by a small lamp on Jimmy’s computer desk next to his monitor. Jimmy was casually browsing social media while Mike stuffed his face with. I almost chuckled as Lissa walked over to one of the microwave ovens located above the regular range tops and punched a single button. The machine came to life and sent waves of excited energy through the food inside. After about 45 seconds, Lissa returned with a plate of food. The ham looked like leather and the eggs looked a bit rubbery.“Maybe I should have had the oatmeal,” I said.“What?” Lissa’s hands went to her hips. “You are too good for over nuked ham and eggs?”“Is this a punishment for. "Ewww," Aimee said, "I think your diaper needs changing."This was the part I hated most of all. Normally, in the morning, after the girls had gone to school, mama would come in with a bowl with warm water and a wash rag and towel. She would give me a sponge bath, and then dry me off. She would also change my diaper from the night. It was often soiled and it embarassed me, but there was nothing I could do about it. After she cleaned me up, she would slip a new T-shirt over me, turn on the TV,.