But nobooties. I don't want them getting soiled. We'll save those for later.You know, when I diaper you."My cheeks grew warm. I had unrealistically...hoped she wouldn't go thatfar. But if she wanted to absolutely destroy my image as a man, whatcould be more effective? Baby Andrea was just what she needed. Ifeared, it would also be exactly what Duke desired, once he witnessed mein that role. I went to the bedroom and got the required pieces ofclothing from my dresser. Not the old one that. .. um, Daddy's here." He's here?" Jason said, looking confused. "You mean he's back in town? Is he coming home tonight?" Well, he's home already." With that Jason heard the slight squeak of the closet door and turned his head around, extremely startled. His father was coming through the closet door. Despite Dan's understanding expression, Jason was extremely nervous."Oh shit! Dad! What are you ... I thought you were ... Dad, I'm sorry, I..." His father tried to calm him down, holding his hand. This meant that they were able to get further away from the wall, which, as Buttercup reminded them, was probably not very safe when there was almost certainly a hunt being organises for her. "They wouldn't like to encourage others to escape, if they knew they could get away with it," she commented. Despite their desperation, Buttercup's presence somehow lifted both the girls' spirits, although it was clear that she responded positively to Tracey's more unambiguous attraction to her. She took. Her other hand snagged his belt and unbuckled him.“I didn’t come to you about--”“Yes you did.” She huffed. “Say you did.”“Emmy, I--”That wasn’t the answer Emmy wanted. She tossed her spring coat on a nearby desk and pulled her shirt off. He looked down and loved her body. She unhooked her bra. She grabbed his chin and didn’t let him look up into her eyes until her bra hung off her wrist and her bare tits stopped jiggling. She tossed the bra on the shelf behind him.“They’re bigger.” She.