Tami,realizing his state of dress, threw the doll down and tried to hidebehind a chair. Robin on the other hand couldn't get his dress downfar enough ...o hide his rubber panties. Both babies just stared atone another, again, to the amusement of the ladies. Both babies quieted as soon as they were issued thererespective commands, "Tami likes being a baby" and "Robin is ababy". Tami immediately sat down in the corner and put his pacifierin his mouth and eagerly sucked on it. Robin, crawled. We had barely exited the school’s parking lot when he had turned the conversation in an awkward direction, “So, have a girlfriend?” he asked, keeping his eyes on the road. I was surprised at the sudden interest in my love life, of which I had none, so I answered, “Nah, man. Most of the girls here are whores and sluts anyway.” “I feel the same way...” he replied, trailing off. But then I thought aloud, “What about your girlfriend? Leah, was it?” He then answered tentatively, “Yeah, she’s cool. Well the second play of the year there were a few new people that tried out. One of them was a couple, a musician and his stage hand girlfriend. We quickly became friends and they would come over to my apartment to hang out and drink or whatever frequently. His girlfriend was about 5'2", sandy blonde hair, green eyes, nice curves, c-cup tits, with a cute face behind glasses.Well it was near mardi gras and my buddy and his girlfriend came over as well as his brother. We were celebrating fat. It was sharp and alive, and the memories were poignant. The past was so near that I could reach out and touch its warm fabric and horror.Now through the tunnels and wormholes of time I hear the muffled screams of the women the Marquis had tortured - my women: my immediate and extended family: Isabelle, Esme, Nicolette, Adalyn and dear wonderful Ann Marie; also my friends and various servants. I hear the terrified moans and cries as their bodies are torn apart with pliers and knives, as chisels.