I'd begun to think of it as "The Pillar Dream." And not only did I wake up unfulfilled, but also depressed because I never got to see His face. My dre...ms the rest of the week had been much the same. Most of them I can barely remember, but the feeling of loss is the same every morning. Loss and raging horniness. I may have to find my own bar-pickup if this keeps up. I have no illusions that I'll find The One in a bar, but sometimes a girl just needs to get laid.Saturday morning and once again. " Do you remember what the nurse said she was giving you in the shotssweetie?" I see a look of concern on mommas face as she puts baby powderall over my penis area and bottom. "Lift your baby bottom up baby girl." Ilisten and feel the new dry diaper sliding under my powdered little butt.Momma secures the tape on my new diaper as I seat up feeling her pullingthe pink baby dress over my head, and putting it in the hamper. I sit onthe changing table only in the pink diaper and pink camisole top. I. My precum was running like a tap. I stood up from the couch kicked my shoes and socks off as Janet pulled down my jeans and pants exposing my rock hard cock. She wrapped her warm mouth around it after frost using her tongue to lick the precum that was running down the shaft.Oh my God she was good. I pulled off my shirt and threw it across the sitting room.Pulled Janet to her feet and lifted her dress above her head. Her bra and panties barely covering her. Soon those joined my clothes on the. As for fingering myself, not so much,most of the time I prefer clitoral stuff, but sometimes you just needsomething inside you. So, sometimes, I guess.I had waited for a few moments for a response that was taking longer thanI would expect from JB, so I added:EO: I'm calling game. After all, there has to be some questions leftunanswered if there is to be a potential sequel, can't go giving away allmy secrets now, can I?And if JB had ever doubted my validity as a real girl, he never.