Kirsty figured that she'd better own up to being awake, and so shelifted her head slowly from James' chest.James' smiling face greeted her. "Good morn...ng," he said gently,continuing to massage her back.At that moment, Kirsty felt like she was living some kind of dream. Thismagnificent man, who could obviously have his pick of any woman that hemight have wanted, was allowing her to lie in his arms and was treatingher as though she actually belonged there. She placed her arms aroundhis waist and. ‘Very fuckable.’ ‘I wouldn’t mind a piece of that.’ The two youths hastily turned the pages of the magazine until they found what they wanted, two pages featuring the same model, but this time she was naked and the camera lovingly dwelled on every part of her. The last picture was a close-up of her vagina. She was holding the labia open and her glistening juices were leaking out. ‘God,’ moaned the first youth. ‘I can almost feel me prick going in.’ ‘You should be so lucky.’ ‘She’s ready for it.. So far, so good, it wasn’t the first time and it probably wouldn’t be the last, I loved her having sex with other men, in fact, I actively encouraged it. I loved hearing from her what they’d got up to in bed, especially with some of her black lovers, there’s no doubt that she was a size queen.The only downside to this was that I’d wanted to watch, but I knew from past experiences that she often got carried away. She always made it up to me afterward... in spades!She was wrong about me not. The small pile of wipes had become a huge pile that I had to push down into the seat of the jeans to keep them from overflowing onto the floor.After I was as clean as I thought I could be. I stood for a second staring at my shit covered jeans acting as a waste basket for diaper wipes and then at the bag of diapers. As humiliating the diaper was going to be, going out naked would be worse. I reached for the bag. Barbie diapers! They were pink barbie diapers with a big "Sale" sticker on the side..