The main thing is; it is so much easier to handle nappy-changeswhen she messes herself - as Baby Daphne does every day. She owned adozen cloth nappies...and she went through tons of disposables before Ifound out what she was up to, as she often liked to wet and soil herselfwhile I was away on business trips. So you see? I dress her up and treatmy sissy baby girl exactly the way she wants!" You mean you have to change his - I mean, her messy nappies?" Sheilaquestioned in stunned disbelief, staring. Noting that he had the pets full attention the trainer continued while indicating the tail with his index finger. ‘I expect you are to start swinging this in greeting at any time I get into view from now on.’ Since every introduction of new equipment so far had become as permanent as the suit that held her arms and legs, she realized it was there for keeps. She just couldn’t hold her feelings back, this thought made start to cry uncontrollably.Now she had broken a second rule in a short period. 'Your own sick and twisted ideas?' mumbled Meg. Jack laughed.'You ain't seen nothing yet. Good, strong heartbeat,' said Jack professionally, holding the cold round resonator of a stethoscope to her chest. 'Very fast though. Take in a couple of nice deep breaths, Meg and try to relax a little. Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth...better.'Avoiding her breasts, his hands moved down to stroke her ribcage, causing Meg to whimper. 'So, just a couple of background questions first.. ‘Do you still fancy me?’ She asked out of the blue. Not surprisingly Tom needed time to think before he could even formulate a reply. Why had she asked the question so directly? What was in her mind? He had in fact spent the years whilst attaining his Degree in a vain attempt to get her out of his mind. He had played hard and worked hard and had slept with more than his fair share of women but it really hadn’t even dented his all-consuming desire for Fiona. Her first words on the phone not.