The kiss that was supposed to tell her I was sorry, I was wrong and I missed her and her being here now made me feel like the luckiest man on the plan...t. I continued the kiss…pulling her closer to me…I wanted to feel her heart beat. The butterflies in my stomach would not stop. Since the moment he said he was coming, everything flooded my thoughts. The nights spent sitting on my porch, our talks, shared brief kisses… but most of all, our last night together. He was my high school first love, at. " "Would you like to call me mommie?" "Oh Yes Mommie. I would love to call you Mommie," I said. "Tell me Tami, how do you feel when you wake up all wet likea little baby? How do you think you started to wet the bed?" "I am so humiliated, but I love the warm feeling. I would loveto be securely diapered so I wouldn't make the bed all wet. Ilistened to a hypnotic tape to make me wet the bed at night. Ithought it wouldn't work, but all of a sudden I started to wet. Ididn't know I. " "If? You don't sound too confident," Deb said following. One of the couple that they had entered with had over heard Chris' comment, "Sounds like someone has a bet going?" Deb answered as they took their seats at a nearby table, "Chris and I always have a bet on any Giants Redskin's games." "Mixed marriage huh?" The men said, taking a seat. As the whole table chuckled, the man's wife answered, "So what is the bet." Deborah glanced at Chris who was reaching for his water glass. A mischievous. She was till giggling wildly as I started drying her off. "I love you, Mr. J." she said. "I always have and always will." When I finished drying her completely, I was right between her lovely legs. My eyes roamed from her beautiful face; down to her large, hard tits; to her "innie" belly button; and to her delicious pubic area. Her hair was trimmed short, in a triangle, with the point right at her pussy. With her legs spread a little more, her clit was fully exposed and sticking out at least a.