*** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them? Well, I do&...ellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, Saturday, 5:30 PM: the coldest day of Januaryand by cold, I do not mean one of those cheesy American colds, but a Freeze-your-balls-off! Canadian cold. I was snuggled on the couch, playing GTA. "He went off into the kitchen, and she took the opportunity to remove her diaper and use the toilet. She peed a little more, sponged all the night's sweat off her body, and washed her face. She removed another diaper from the bag and put it on just as he opened the bathroom door.She dropped to her knees when he entered, and he strapped her head back into the harness, returning his cock to its rightful place inside her mouth.He walked back into the kitchen, took something off the counter that. I met them at the theater, we got tickets to Back to the Future and went in to find seats. Bren was wearing ass hugging tennis shorts, you know the ones with the rolled hem, a polo and Chuck Taylor All Stars. Barb was in jeans that had to be 2 sizes too small, cowboy boots and a button up shirt. Tricia was wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt with bright white Keds.We walked in to a dark theater and looked for several seats together. Being that it was a new release, seats were limited.I. Amyhad been alone before and never felt afraid.Especially when she had her beautiful big Dalmatiancrossed with Great Dane, Bart, to protect her. It was a sunny morning in early summer and Amy wasjust waking up to the sun shining through her bedroomwindow. Bart could see Amy was waking and he waggedhis tail eagerly. Amy smiled and got out of bed. Shewent straight over to him and knelt down beside him.She stroked his head gently and then kissed him. Bartstuck his long tongue out of his mouth and.