She clears her throat and places her other hand on my other shoulder, shakes me a little to get my attention. I break my stare and apologize, she smil...s and pushes me into the elevator. The elevator door closes and I try to get myself together for my interview. I admonish myself for my previous thoughts and actions. I'm here to get a job. I need the extra money. The door open and I follow the guards directions to a office door. I knock and a here a voice respond "come in". I walk in and see. Idon't want her to know about Mr. Owens. Wait! I'm still angry about thediaper! The goddamn diaper she left me in!!!"I'm still angry about that shitty diaper you left me in!" I declare."Why didn't you help me?" I demand. "And what the hell?! You left meoutside, locked out of the house!" I'm sorry. Dave feels terrible about it too," she offers. "But you weredressed as a baby girl! You shit *yourself*. You deserved to be fuckedaround." She changes tone. "You didn't *enjoy* any of that, right?". I was startled from my reverie."Megan, what are you doing?" I want to finger you, Steve." What?!" I want to put my finger up your asshole," she said as she stared at me lustfully. "Trust me. It's going to feel great." Before I could answer, she pushed her finger in. "See how relaxed you are?" Then she pushed her finger in past the second knuckle."Oh my!"She leered at me. She went back to sucking my cock, timing her sucking to match the stroking inside me with her finger. At first, I was scared. He had a very calming voice, really. That was her first sign that he was trustworthy. He explained to her that, had he realized the comic in question contained offensive material, he never would have sold it to a minor. The problem was that the publishers had abandoned the Comics Code Authority seal so there was no uniform mark of what was and wasn't suitable for minors. He tried, of course, to screen them himself but there were so many titles that sometimes one or two slipped through the.