Short black skirts and white blouses suited all three of them. They insisted I looked wonderful as well, with or without the shirt.Mike was the first ...o extract himself from the whirlwind, but only for long enough to make sure it was alright for him to grab my camera from its bag. He assembled the group of us in a corner of the lounge and started snapping some images of us as a group. It was readily apparent from the way he held the camera that he knew what he was doing. I determined to spend. I was smart enough to try and talk in baby talk bysaying, "Mommy Jilly no want to use diapers. Jilly is a big girl. Jillycan tell Nanny when she needs to go #2 on the potty."Jennifer giggled at how I was talking saying, "That was nice of Jilly totalk like that, but I'm sorry babies use diapers, and for the nextcouple of days that is just what you will be doing. So, have funpretending that Jilly Willy is just a little baby girl."That's when Nanny Rose came back with a baby bottle full of some. He felt his knees weaken as he watched her reach behind her and unsnap her white bra. She shrugged it off and handed to him. He had never seen such gorgeous knockers, not even on his computer. They barely jiggled when she freed them. His mouth watered, his palms itched. They were much more than handfuls. His cock jerked and writhed. He knew he was going to do it, to have her, to bone her. He turned his mind off."Go ahead, read the label, jerko, 34C. Look at this pair of beauties, and you're out. I ran the girls through an easy session, playing soccer. At fifteen of, I sent them into the gym to shower and change. I stayed outside. As the girls filed into the building I told the seniors they were in charge. I hoped this would work. It worked beautifully, for four periods.At the end of the fourth period, I sent the girls in. About five minutes later, I heard screams from inside the locker room, silence, then more screams. My blood curdled. I looked for divine intervention, but there were.