I was exhausted from the nights ordeal and soon fell asleep. Early the next morning I awoke tothe noise of scuffling kids at the door fighting to ge... a look see. I sat up before I realized what was going on and the sightof me sitting in the playpen brought on a burst of giggles from my observers. Looking down at myself regained my memory of lastnight and how I was now dressed as a baby. I frantically reachedfor a blanket to hide my baby clothes. Seeing me trying to hidemy attire prompted. "Just like a male," she said with gleaming eyes and a big smile.I grabbed her arms and turned her around to face the bulkhead (wall) and told her to put her hands flat and spread. I used my foot to move her feet back and spread about 2 feet apart. I then started a "pat down, as I would any man coming in there. I ran my hands down her arms and down her back to her waist. I then ran my fingers through her hair. I reached under her arms, up to her neck, then down over her hard tits. As I did,. When my mother turned 40 she realised that her best time was over and she basically stopped having trysts and turned to another friend : alcohol,lots of it ,i came home from school and would find my mother passed out drunk on the couch or wherever she fell,my father turned her into a clinic for about at least 5 times untill he realised that nothing really helped ,shortly after comming back it started all over ,so basically he gave up . In her absence it wasn't rare that he would bring other. His mind said that he had done that afore now, an' he figured himself ta be a real master of the art.I backed off one more step an' said, "Mister, ya take one more step forward, an' it'll be yer last one. Ifen ya come any closer ta me, I'm gonna kill ya. I kin do it an' I will."Goliath just laughed an' took the step. Shit! He was already too close fer comfort, so I pulled my gun an' shot him in the chest right over his heart. Son ... Of ... A ... Bitch!!! He didn't stop, but kept comin' right.