Surprisingly, he drifted off quickly and when he woke up the nextmorning the memories of the night were beginning to fade.Chapter 8"Morning honey!" Em...ly greeted Stephen cheerily as he entered thekitchen. Stephen was still feeling groggy from last night so he plonkhimself down on a seat at the table while Emily poured him a cup ofcoffee. Stephen pondered for a moment about whether he should tell Emilyabout last night and then decided that he should."Hey sweetie?" he asked getting her attention.. "Honey, I have to give you a bath okay?" She started. "I need to wash you all over and I should wash your hair, but it's so short you can probably get by with just the wash cloth."She started on my face and did a thorough job. She washed my hair and put a towel under my head when she finished. She next unbuttoned my pajama shirt and pulled it off. I kept my eyes closed. She seemed pretty used to moving me around. She washed my chest and arms before she unbuttoned my pants. She was able to pull. While it looked like magic to them, it wasn’t hard to watch the boy’s eyes looking at the bins where there were clothes made from materials that they liked. Two boys kept eyeing the pink polyester nightgowns in one of the drawers. I knew they didn’t care one bit that these were for girls.The head nanny dropped her, just recently returned, phone when he said, “Finally! Leah hates those yucky things and panties, but she loves my underpants and pajamas. We always try to swap clothes, but they keep. A night drinking in a filthy bar was hardly a challenge.“Ed was right. This place can be a little dull. You’re going to give us some entertainment. Be right back, I’m going to cue up some music.” Isami strode over to the corner of the room where a jukebox stood. A few button presses later Isami came back, a curious smile on her face. “A few personal favorites. Oh by the way. You remember that old routine of yours. You know the one? You got first place for it back in the day. I’m sure you.