...........What a fucked up life this is I thought.I had taken my laptop to the states and on it I had photographs of Amanda and I in happier times, s...me nights my heart would feel heavy at the loss, but I never let it show in my few emails to Amanda, I had been in the states about 5 months when I received a email from Susan saying how worried she was about Amanda it seemed she had lost a lot of weight and was in trouble keeping on top of her job so much so that she had been forced to take some. He flipped up my skirt and pulled the diaper down to my knees thenrubbed some lube on my bottom hole and inserted the thermometer. He heldit so it didn?t slide out. He kept it there for a lot longer than it tookto get a reading. Finally, he pulled it out. ?You don?t have afever. Let me check something else.? He then inserted his fingerdeep into my bottom. ?I think I?ve found the problem. Have you done#2 today?? Wiggling around a bit I said, ?I haven?t been ableto for the last two. The blowjobs, feeling the male flesh around and in front of her, the fondling, pinching, and then the sucking of her breasts, brought Crystal up to the crest of an orgasm – the first of the night. It swept over her rapidly, but like a tsunami that went on and on pushing pleasure deeper and deeper into her brain. Crystal became mildly aware of someone almost screaming and moaning so loud she was afraid the neighbors might complain. Her eyes were closed so she didn’t suffer the visual. He trusted the fat legend, even liking him. Then with more confidence, Cole said, "I'll do whatever you think I should." "Good lad," Santa responded with a smile, patting Cole on the head and making him grin. Then Santa gestured and one of the pixies that Cole hadn't noticed came rushing down from the ceiling and landed on Santa's shoulder. After Santa whispered something to it, the pixie darted off, almost faster than Cole could see. "Wow," Cole gasped, grinning in appreciation. "This place is.