I look around and see so many other adult babies with their mommies and daddies. It is amazing to watch. Some are in high chairs being fed. Some ar... sitting like me in booster seats, their parent helping them eat, and others are being cradled in laps and being fed bottles. Oh, one is even being breastfed with a blanket over his head.What a wonderful world we are in right now.You start to get hard from my playing fingers. You move my hand away for a bit. I pout. You tell me to be a good. Thank you, Master.’ ‘Will you be missed from your lodgings if you stay here tonight?’ At this question a look of joy flashed across her face before she remembered her lowly station and averted her eyes humbly. ‘No, Master,’ she replied. ‘Very good. So be it.’ With that Wendy and I went downstairs for dinner, soon joined by Alicia, whom we updated about Florence and her enslavement. I said how much this ‘will of God’ stuff had unsettled me, and they both tried to reassure me. ‘I’ll be your. She never got tired of the peeing thing. Every morning it was pretty much the same thing. She'd come in to wake me and follow me to the bathroom. We'd get into the shower and she'd start to pee on me while I did the same to her, then we'd shower, helping wash each other and then to my room.Steph seemed to never get tired of watching me jerk off. She'd ask if we could wait, though to cum later. This one morning, she asked if I'd given any thought to trying to fist her, and I had, I was. ..”“Hi Bosco!”“Hi Bobby!I was looking back and forth like I was at a table tennis match as the men locked hands and bumped shoulders.“Ok, fill me in.” Now, I was just confused.“Bobby is the guy that found the proof that got me off the hook for a frame up another club had put on me. I would have gone away for a long time, but he did me right. Paul, in case you had doubts, this guy is legit.”“Thanks Bosco. I have a lot of respect for Paul and we need to put a stop to this without involving.