They had alreadymanaged to get past the hardest part of things, the re-potty-training,by the end of the summer.She had an occasional setback since she...was only able to use the pottyat my house and her own... It bothered her that at daycare she had tomake sure she continued to act like a drooling infant. There she stillhad to crawl around, eat meals of only baby food and formula, and stillpretend that pooping and peeing her diapers was normal for her.The night before I left for law school, Mr.. ” “Yes.” “But you also said that originally you hooked up with people in the lifestyle through the ‘net, and just a moment ago you said there have been subs after you.” Remembering more of the advice she had been given, she opened up the question. “Can you explain that?” Elaine wondered if she’d crossed a line. “Sure. But first I’d like to mention that you are asking all the right questions. Ten out of ten.” He sent a smile before continuing. “At first I was quite enthusiastic about. "Okay, now tell me why you want me to help you." Because I need to pass this course and the instructor is shit. Why else would I demean myself to ask someone like you?" For a moment her eyes defiantly met mine and then her head lowered and she whispered, "Sorry Steve." She actually used my name. "Can we rub out that last sentence please? It is me that needs help. I'm so sorry for what I said. It came out without thinking."Okay, let's start again. Why do you want me to help you?"She hesitated. Summer’s back arches, offering herself to him. Whimpering needily, she scratches at his shoulders through his shirt as her body sinks deeper into the couch.Michael’s hand shifts, his fingers rolling her swollen nipple between them. Then his hand shifts back so that he can fondle her breast again. After several long minutes, he extracts his hand from inside her top. The sudden loss of the contact makes her mewl sadly.But the loss isn’t without reward. She takes note of the bulge in his pants,.