“Why so serious today Michelle? You are normally the first one to go straight to the gutter with your thoughts.” I ask her. “I w...nt to get work done first. I don’t like Stuart riding our ass; especially seeing as mine is still a little sore from yesterday.” She says with a laugh “Ok Ok. I will try and focus.” I tell her with sigh. “Good.” she tells me. “Damn you are no fun today.” I tell her as I settled down to discuss work. . The door to the museum was black with white trim. As we approached, it opened and a girl came out. She turned and closed the door behind her, then scampered down the steps.We all stopped and looked.She had thick black hair and a black dress, buttoned up the front, with a white collar. Her skin was a delicate cream color, not at all Mediterranean, except her knees, which were cherry red like she'd been kneeling. She had pink, pouty lips and wide dark eyes. She carried a little red clutch bag and. "I think you could earn that right," he said with a bit of an evilgrin.Boy! If I had known then what earning the right might mean, I would havesettled for masturbation. Although...Saturday morning came, and I was released from my crib. My soaking wetdiaper was removed (Wow, I don't even think about it anymore, I just peeat night! No wonder Master puts me into a diaper and plastic pantiesafter we have sex in his bed!) I was put on my potty chair to poop, andthen, as usual, made to take it. Why don’t you just come over after the game – we’ll have plenty of time!’ ‘Ok, that sounds perfect.’ At that point he put his mouth to her ear and whispered something I couldn’t hear, but it caused her to giggle. ‘You’re insatiable! I already did that tonight! Oh, all right, if you insist!’ She pulled away as Frank reached down, undid his pants and let them and his shorts fall to the floor. I was startled to see Sandy sink down on her knees and begin stroking his semi-hard cock. Fortunately,.