" So Bonnie, whatever happened to that guy who bought you coffee in the morning?" asked Shelly. "What was his name--Gary, Greg, George? Oh well, it wa... something like that. Anyway, did you ever see him again?"The question took her completely by surprise, and she took a quick sip of the iced tea to give herself a little time to think.Both Liz and Shelly were looking at her, and she knew that she had to tell them something. "Should I lie and tell them I hadn't seen him?" she asked herself. She. She said to pack the same I chose. And she smiled. This was the first clue which was making us more closer and frank.And I started again chatting on net with her she replied. I asked her do you started thinking of your son in the sexual way? She said not yet but sometimes I feel excited. And she explained the situation happened on the store. I asked her to show her on cam. After denying few times, she agreed. She came on cam only with the bra. I asked her to show the face. She didn’t show any. "Now my baby girl the pink plastic panties." They crinkled as she put myfeet through the leg openings. This was another of my favourite momentsas she pulls the panties up my legs and then I lift my bottom as shepushes them under my bottom and then deliciously pulls them over thefront of my nappy. "There, look at you, a big businessman by day nowsitting in a big babies nappy with plastic panties, what would yourcolleagues think of that," she laughed.To me, the thought of being humiliated in. ” I reached for my cell phone to call the cops.“No, please! I’m married, and my wife would k**l me if she found out about this. Alex is our baby sitter, and I was just supposed to be taking her home. Please don’t call the police.”“And what’s your story, Ms. Boyd?” I asked.Nearly in tears, she said, “I still live with my parents. My dad will ground me forever if he finds out about this. I need to stay home, so I can go to college next fall. He’s a hard hearted preacher. He’d cut off my college.