"They seem to be rather small Patricia" And rather wet too sir"My hand felt the top of her stockings and the warm pliant flesh of her thighs above the...,"My wife just called to say she would be staying on for another week or so" That's good of her sir" Yes, isn't it?" my fingers stroked the narrow strip of nylon between her lush buttocks,"Will there be anything else sir?" she enquired politely and parted her legs very slightly,"Only dinner again tonight if you're free" At your club sir or at. It's been years since Bobby has had that sort of accident.So they played us. They knew we would be so surprised that we'd easilybelieve whatever came next. OK, so what if we really do believe them,or at least make them think that we believe them. What if we're veryconcerned?" Helen asked."OK, so we're very concerned. So how does concern translate todiapers?" Rose asked curiously."It goes something like: I was so concerned that I called you and thenwe both got even more worried since both. Iwas getting tired of absorbing the emotions of those around me. AuntMelissa ushered me into the sewing room where my gown was hanging in thecloset. Unlike most bridesmaid's gowns this one was beautiful. Clearlymeant specifically for the occasion, but definitely worth the cost. Itried it on and it hung just perfectly. The low cut square neck showedjust a hint of cleavage. I smiled at my reflection as I realized for thefirst time that my breasts were finally beginning to emerge. With theaddition. Just as we were leaving I thoughtabout something. "Mommy?" Yes Stacy?" Can we go by the bookstore really quick? They said we could get adifferent ID in a wristband form to avoid having our ID being stolen?"She looked nervously at me and her watch before nodding. "Yes let's goget one for you..."It was a quick paced walk to the bookstore where I had to run to keepup with my two giant companions. At the bookstore we were directed to acounter where my ID was scanned, wrist measured, and I was given.