" I see."She starts rubbing her eyes as she leans against the wall next to thedoor."Oh, why did I let them do this?" she wailed out loud as she starte...crying, "I was hoping that having another brain in her body would belike changing a battery. A simple organ transplant, I hoped she wouldstill remain; I didn't think it would turn her into someone else!"Great, what do I do now? I walk up to her and place my hand on hershoulder; startled she looks up at me and starts crying again."Do you have any. I then turned around and proceeded to follow her to her bedroom. Her parents’ room is right across the hall from hers and the door was open. That didn’t bother me because they sleep like the dead. She walked into her room and turned on a little lamp. I shut the door behind me. As I walked in she dropper her towel to the floor as did I. I walked over to her and pulled her body to mine and started kissing her. I started kissing the side of her face and her ear and she bent her head slightly to. He sometimes does it for me. My amazing dominant daddy sometimes does it for me. Offering me the priceless gift of his miraculous tongue, when I am a very good little girl that is. He rewards me with what he knows is my ultimate weakness. It can make me insane with pleasure and willing to do anything.Sometimes he will allow me to be free. My body free of any entrapment. Limbs and body free to move about, to respond to the ministrations of his tongue. Other times he will bind me. Wrists and. She started to pull away from my breast when she got a taste of strained peaches. Not long thereafter, she bit me with her brand new tooth and I encouraged her to eat more solids and take the bottle. I didn’t dry up right away because I was still expressing milk for her nighttime bottle and whenever she needed something to keep her from fussing, but she nursed less and less.I was sad about that.I didn’t breastfeed the first time around. My mother forbade it as indecent. Willa had bottles of.