His whole face somehow lit up without even smiling. Nicole did the same, as her eyes met his across the room. I was instantly jealous."She's not my la...y," I said.He waited a while, and looked at her and then at me. "Are you sure?" he asked, as he went back to his table.I never got the chance to answer or to explain, because Amanda came over and joined me at the table. She sat down next to me and put her hand in mine. She was smiling, and kept looking at me as if she'd found a winning powerball. After a while she woke up and rubbing the sleep from her eyes, enteredthe living room where mommy and Auntie Jean were still talking."Feeling better now, sweetie?" Yes, mommy." Good, then why don't you finish the picture you were coloring for AuntieJean?" Okay, mommy." Mary Jane resumed coloring. After a bit she said, "Mommy,may I be excused?" Whatever for, sweetie?" Mommy, I need to go potty." Little girls wearing diapers go potty in their diapers, you know that."Mary Jane did know that, but. ..yes...yes ...arh...mmm...ah” from me as the doctor stopped flexing my arsehole with his fingers and eased his huge stiff knob head into my rear cupid’s furrow, my little pink puckered starfish somehow accommodating the seemingly unmanageable. God I was brutally flexed by the bitch above me. She really pulled my legs back at the ankles, pinning my feet literally to my ears. My arsehole, I felt it give and really widen, as my body flexed over, oh hell was the doctor in bloody deep. I could feel. It was an outcast, and was sad and alone. Hardcase borrowed Steetch's personal anti-gravity unit, and flew off to the rescue."What is this huge cat-like object!" cried Freaky with alarm."Meet Mr. Bigfoot, the lynx..." Hardcase replied diffidently. "He lives here now, I rescued him because his pack rejected him, because of his polydactylism." Lynx don't live in packs," puzzled Freaky."Polydactyl Lynx do..." lied Hardcase."But- You said- er, oh never mind" sputtered Freaky, finaly realizing that.