I wrapped my arms around her waist and lightly kissed her on the side of the neck, and gently stroked her arms with my hands. I turned her around and...softly worked my way from her neckline to her lips. Her mouth looked so kissable and I gently laved her lips with my tongue and with just the slightest pressure I took her mouth with mine. Sliding my tongue across the indentation of her lips I probed them open and slid my tongue between them. I stopped and looked at her. Silently, asking for. I would loveto be securely diapered so I wouldn't make the bed all wet. Ilistened to a hypnotic tape to make me wet the bed at night. Ithought it wouldn't work, but all of a sudden I started to wet. Ididn't know I was wet till after it happened." "Why do you desire to be a baby and further why would you liketo be a little sissy girl baby?" Dr. More asked. "When I was young, I always envied my sister. I like the wayshe always fussed over when she got into a pretty party dress. Iwas. It requires a battery pack to power the magnets, and a magazine to feed it ammo.”He popped open the hinged rail on the top of the rifle, ejecting the receiver and replacing it with one that was contained within a blue housing, snapping it shut again. He ejected the magazine and stowed it in a pouch on his belt, then withdrew what looked like a magazine with a tumorous growth. It was the same size and shape as the mag had been, but it was colored yellow rather than black, and on one end was a. " He looked at her curiously.There was silence for a moment, then he gestured impatiently, so she went on. "Do you know Doreen McWilliams, in Credit?" About your height, a little heavy? Quiet?"Doreen was a good hundred pounds heavier than Lydia; she wanted to throttle her former boss, even if she knew he was pulling her leg. She could see the grin on his face.Lydia very carefully said, "That's the one. She likes to be called Mac." Lydia tried to sound as disinterested as she could muster.Tom.