'The priest said, 'I don't believe this. You mean to tell me that when you die you don't want to go to heaven?'O'Toole said, 'Oh, when I die, yes. I t...ought you were getting a group together to go right now.'Paddy was in New York.He was patiently waiting and watching the traffic cop on a busy street crossing. The cop stopped the flow of traffic and shouted, 'Okay, pedestrians.' Then he'd allow the traffic to pass.He'd done this several times, and Paddy still stood on the sidewalk...After the. .. I keeppeeing..."She laughed. "If that's the only reason you want to wait, I don't mind alittle pee."I blushed. "I do though?" Okay," she said to me and sat up. I watched her reach over and unplugthe tub before standing up with me in her arms. She dried us both offwith a towel before laying me on my back on top of a thin soft cloth onher bed. Apparently, she had stashed some diapers in her room because shequickly had me taped in the new diaper and began manipulating folding theblanket around. Then Dave thrusts all the way in and grips my hipsand holds it and I feel him pulse as he coats the insides of my ass withhis sperm. His warmness is flowing into me and filling my belly as heleans over my back and plays with my clitty which is still very hard asMistress has not given me permission to cum yet. When Sarah releases myhead and I can see the room again, my Mistress is smiling and I beam asmile back at her. "Okay, now time for you to clean him up sweetie," she tells me.So Dave pulls. It seemed everyone liked it except me - even mywife, who was supposed to be on my side, as I pointed out to herbitterly that evening."Methinks the se?orita doth protest too much," she said, withoutlooking up from her computer.Further discussion was interrupted by the house telephone. Sallyreached for it but I was too quick for her. I grabbed the receiver."Dave Jackson," I said, in my normal voice.Sally looked horrified, but what the hell? At home I was going totake every available.