Her petticoat was pulled up and her bare ass was in my hands. My fingers were approaching her pussy from the back. There were no undies. Her pussy wet...and I got two of my fingers inside.She moaned “ahhh” and then smiled at me, “you are not so innocent”. She was seemingly enjoying it. I was encouraged. I left her lips for a moment and quickly unhooked her blouse, took off her petticoat and she was standing nude in front of my office chair where she was standing a few hours ago as a normal staff.. My feelings of concern took the forefront. I started rubbing her back and telling her that I loved her and that we would be ok. As I spent the next twenty minutes or so trying to console her I was trying to deal with my own feelings. I was hurt that she had done this. I also had a hardon imagining my girl with another man.As she started calming down we reassured each other of our love and desire to be together. We dressed and spent the day and that night talking about or problems. She felt. I just love beingmommy's,baby girl. Mommy said I should tell you that my sister and Iaren't potty, trained yet, and we need to wear diapers, because we gopee-pee and poop-poop all the time in our diapers." By then Diana was intears.Well everyone was stunned about how the two boys were talking in such ababy type lips.Lynn spoke up first saying, "Well I guess it serves you both right forpicking on us girls all the time. Now that you have your own pretty, andfrilly, dresses and panties you can. I lost contact with reality, or whatever you could call my present state, and just concentrated on my feelings. I think I was shaking my head from side to side and crying out, as the work of my fingers sped up.When the first waves of the orgasm hit me, I bucked as my stomach muscles contracted. I happened to look at my mentor who was staring at me. I could see drops of sweat rolling down his forehead. I felt happy that this was having an effect on him, that it wasn't purely clinical. He saw me.