?Reckon so?, came the relaxed answer, soprano with a surprisinglysouth-European singsong to the accent. The cowgirl re-thought herintroductory remark....Whether this gungirl was a goodguy, or an outlaw, the squatting cowpoke wanted up and out of where she was at. ?Don?t think I heard yourname?, she tried, desperately. ?Don?t reckon I told it?, came the cool calm answer. The roles now changed, with theolive-complexioned leggy brunette assuming the questioner?s part: ?Just howmany you got rolling. So Dad took me into my bedroom and told me to stand in front of the mirror and do my thing. So I went through it all with Dad holding my hand and watching me. Once I was done, he squeezed my hand and told me I was a real trooper.When we got back to the living room, Dan got me to sit next to him on the couch while we watched TV. He slung an arm over my shoulders and I cuddled into his side. Later, Dan encouraged me to stretch out on the couch and put my head on his thigh. I almost went to sleep. Listen carefully to what I am going to say and have you do it to Sydney," I suggested. He leaned over and listened carefully and then minutes later began to act out my fantasies. "Sydney . . . come over here. Your teacher tells me you have been letting the boys in your class look down your blouse," he said now standing behind her, still wearing the Chinese robe he had on before, with nothing on underneath it. "When boys look down like this, they can see these titties right here," he said gently. She re-diapered me and went back to the kitchen with me whimpering in pain.Jane came out and booted me in the crotch again before unfastening me and talking me to the kitchen, where I was refastened to a chair. The blindfold was removed and the ladies ate tacos and stuff and Cassy started feeding me a rather large portion of refried beans. I was to hungry not to eat and finished it all."Don't worry baby, Jane is getting you a nice drink." Jane appeared and stuck a baby bottle in my mouth and I.