After finishing my friday shift I went to dinner and quickly after to bed. Before I knew it the evening had arrived and Jesper was knocking on the doo.... He had brought some burgers and fries which he had gotten on his way here. My fridge was stacked with beer and my gf had her weekly ladies night out. Jesper took off his coat and wore a pair of casual jeans and a shirt. I had dressed in the exact same way. We started the movie whilst we opened our beers and ate our foods. We kept on drinking. She told me I can come any time. The next evening I went to her home , we had tea. In the evening it started raining very heavily and my block was half a mile from hers, so I could not go to my house.i thought I'd wait till the rain stops. So I took the supper there. But rain did not stop. So she asked to me stay there. I was reluctant. But she insisted and then I had to agree. At 10 oClock I went to sleep. Then as usual I was dreaming of fucking her in the night. She came to the bedroom after. Amanda smiled. It was probably better that he didn't use his nappy forpooping, so she untied his wrists, and led him to the bathroom.He went to shut the door on her, but she was not letting him out of hersight. She stood watching him as he rapidly sat down, holding his nightieup and let go with his poop. What a relief, he thought. "Now wipe,"commanded Amanda, grinning at the scantily clad sissy. He grabbed sometoilet paper, and wiped several times, and then stood and made as if toleave the. It was humiliating and I felt threatened along with utter embarrassment. Donna’s eyes feigned concern. But I knew mom was just being her usual dramatic self. “We’re not so sure.” Donna and I exchanged glances as mother continued. There was a hint of concern on her face, but mostly I saw compassion and a measure of understanding. This was no longer the 1950s and we lived in Chicago. “And that’s OK, Mikey” Donna leaned forward and touched my hand. “How does she know?” I responded with an.