A voice sounded over an intercom asking how they could be helped.“Bring down the best bottle of champagne you've got.” “Sir, that's quite vague.... We don't want to give you the wrong kind.”'This was odd,' Diane thought. 'Just order a specific bottle.'“The special bottle, George.”'George?' Diane walked toward her husband and touched his arm. He looked down at her face and noticed the curiosity. Chuckling, he wrapped her in a hug.“My friend that told me about this place...he works here part. I watched her thumbthrough a couple racks before she whispered to me. "I don't see any smallenough for you..." Can you get the smallest size and maybe they run small?" I suggested.She looked at me oddly but shrugged and threw in a pack that I saw wasmarked '24 months' for the size. I groaned when I realized I probably wastoo small unless they shrank a lot. She pushed the cart back to thedisposable diapers and I noticed that the brands were familiar anddifferent at the same time. The Pull-Ups. Her fingers toyed with the pearls Samantha had picked out. She would wear them everyday. Her friendship with Samantha was special. They weren’t lovers, though they had been for a short time, then Samantha had married and Savanna was left to search for release on her own, she’d found it in the arms of strangers, usually men or women she found admirable in some way. Brad returned and for a moment the bliss of her memories washing over her gave her an image of Brad the way he had been when she. I often masturbate but doing it in front of my sister seemed to make it rather special. I told her so and she said it was the first time she`d seen a man masturbating and she was pleased to see me doing it. Then she told me that watching me had made her horny and if I didn`t mind she would do the same. I told her that I certainly didn`t mind and she should go ahead and do it while I watched. With her fingers she parted the lips of her cunt and pushed her hand in. With steady strokes she reached.