I picked her up and gave her a big hug. “That was long before I met you. Okay, yes, I loved her. I also told you once, that you weren’t the first ...oman I loved, but you were the last. Nothing has changed since then, nothing.”Marilyn hugged me back fiercely at that. I let her sit down again and went back to my plate. She giggled for a moment and then asked, “Did this Jeana get the Carl Buckman Experience?”I snorted my wine out through my nose, which caused a burning sensation. Marilyn was. I would just get trashed drunk,(an do other mind bending d**gs)i even went as far as ordering a pizza,just to anwser the door,in a silky sky blue nitey,all made up,an dark as a coconut,count out the money,bent over the desk,with my big,titties hanging out,knowing the guy was looking,an i would look up at him,an smile...i know that pizza guy,walked passed my window,for at least,half hour,head striaght down the hallway,but his eyes,lookin into my room...god i was sooo,horny!!...well the more. " She caressed my face. "That's when I figured out I was gay." Still puzzled, I pressed on. "But honey, why did you want me? Don't get me wrong, I'm incredibly flattered -- but there are so many lovely girls your own age..." Cherie shook her head, a wry smile on her lips. "I'm not so much into girls, Mom. Oh, I've done the wild thing with my share of cuties I know from school, but what I really wanted was a woman." She nestled into me, her warm lips brushing my skin. "And you, Mom, are the. Instead of being seen as an overly large baby that day, I hadjust looked like a very flat chested Mid ? not a completely uncommonsight.Even though I was feeling absolutely embarrassed at being babied,hating the diapers, and hating the Little treatment in general; I didhave to admit that it was nice to have a human connection again. Beingwith Addy like this wasn?t the same, but she wasn?t actively trying tomake my life miserable. If she didn?t need to do something likebreastfeed me to appease.