One of them, a skinny pale girl stepped forward. Her glossy, shoulder-length, brown hair bounced in time with her small, perky breasts as she walked o...er to stand in front of the group with Sam. “Now there is usually always one in the group brave enough for this next part. If any of you would like to step up and be our example for the rest of the tour. Now is your chance. Of course, you won't actually be processed. But having a live demonstration for the tour really gives everyone the best. It was her, my sister’s friend, in tight jeans with thick thighs and big boobs. I couldn’t keep myself from staring at those buns. She was so exhausted, I picked her bag and gave her some water. Then, I asked her to get comfortable and then I went straight to my room.She came back after changing and woah! to my surprise, she was wearing a mini-skirt and a tight top. She said if you need food, just tell me, I will make it for you. I asked her to chill and hop on the bed with me as I was watching. A few days later I knew my friend was out but I pretended to not know so that I could invite myself in to wait. She was polite and nice but there was also a kind of tension between us. Ever since that morning I was looking at her as a sex symbol. I was picturing her long nipples when she caught me staring at her body. It became obvious what was going happen when she said we couldn't do this.I won't lie, I pretty much begged. I told her that I couldn't stop thinking about her and that I wanted. "She lowered my crib bars and held out her arms for a hug. I felt so lost that I rushed to her arms. I felt a little better as she lifted me out of the crib and over to the changing table."It's just a dream, mommy's here to make you fell better."I started to tell her more, but she stuck the pacifier back in my mouth. It wasn't as if I were being forced to stay, but her soothing voice made my resolution melt. "Let's get you into a dry diaper, you'll feel much better." She unsnapped the crotch of.