“Jo, I don’t know I guess I never do when we add new things to this lifestyle. I will admit that after the initial shock of you shoving it down my...throat wore off it got me thinking,” he told her.Joanna winced slightly at his mentioning of how she presented the idea to him yesterday. He now understood that the whole thing had caught her so off guard that she just reacted without thinking. This morning she had explained to him exactly how this fantasy had begun and she had even explained to him. "Oh yes, and of course if I show the right aptitude she says I could learn to be one of her therapists too. Do you think I might be good at that?"George spluttered at the girl's matter-of-fact manner. "Well, Rebecca, I'm not sure I can really judge," he said. At the same time he was thinking that she would probably be very good indeed. There was something extremely erotic about the idea of being in service to a girl not yet twenty and lacking physical strength perhaps but able to subdue a man. I cannot believe this is happening to me.Mom puts her hands on her hips and stares at me. "Your shorts won't fitover a diaper and plastic panties, these are your sister's so stopcomplaining, or I will get you a dress to wear over your diaper." I shutup real fast with the threat of wearing a dress."Okay, okay mommy, I will be good." I feel the thin white shorts going upmy legs and they do stretch around the plastic panties.Mom takes some flip-flops out of the bag. "Okay sweeties get your. It was a little hard to tell in her outfit of slacks and short sleeve blouse.A blond stopped at our table and asked me if I had changed my mind. I told her to sit down, and we ordered another round as we tried to communicate with the girls. I got it that the blond answered to Anna (her real name was too hard for us to pronounce) and the other girl's name was Maria, the equivalent of Mary. I found out my first name (Paul) was Paolo in Portuguese. Anna knew a lot more English, as if that mattered.