She hadn't told me to bugger off.At the end of the week we both got back from work and Shirley asked what we were doing for the weekend, I suggested a...few drinks in a local pub and a meal after, if we fancied it. We hadn't touched on our earlier discussion at all. "Where shall we go" asked Shirley, adding "I'll want know what to wear."I just looked at her because this led back to me being a pervert, I cocked my head on one side. "Something short, something tight, something floaty; lots of. " Historically that fits. Men went out and hunted, while the women stayed back in the cave and cooked and raised the kids. This is not to say that such cultural stereotypes should still be the rule. It may, however, explain why there are so many references to cooking, in euphemisms for female masturbation.While Jack (later to adopt the surname 'Off') was out hunting wooly mammoths, Jill stayed back home, preparing a Clam Bake For One. Technology, not being very far along yet, restricted her. I will be back later tonight to feed and change you." Dana came back that evening as well as 3 more times on Sunday. When she came back Sunday evening Dana fed me and then took off my wet diaper but didn't put a new one on."Joannie, your time as a baby is over. I hope you have learned your lesson. If you can behave like a nice young lady and not throw any more tantrums then I will treat you like a young lady. But if you do start acting like a baby again, just remember that next time it will be. All of a sudden, it was getting rather warm in Roger's truck or, was it just me?. My resolve was waning. I knew that not too much could happen in front of my house but whatever that was, it would probably happen. I had lost control...again. I now knew what the girls meant about getting ?hot'. Roger reached up with his left hand as we were still locked in a kiss andfondled my right unpadded breast. My now large, brown nipple sprang to attention and as it did, he began to massage and to.