”“Well, I’ve tried doing what you showed me. I tried asking my boyfriend to…. anyway, nothing seems to be working. I’m beginning to think th... first time was…. a dream of some kind.” I give a tiny smile at my facetiousness, hoping to keep the mood light. I figure if I was right about the latter and he doesn’t really want me, at least maybe he could actually help me figure out what’s wrong.“Well, lucky for you I was there the first time, and it definitely wasn’t a dream. So the good news is. .. I let out our secret and they-" "We loved the idea of playing baby with you," said Debbie. "We can be your aunts." "Your dirty aunts." Linda laughed. "Will one of you get Nancy's bottle." My head was already spinning and calling me Nancy didn't help. Linda cradled me like a baby and took the bottle from Cindy. Out came bypacifier and she teased me with the nipple. "Come on, I know you'rehungry." Surprisingly and a little disturbing was I began to enjoy our playacting.The bottle felt right in. He brought in a small coffee maker they used at the end of the day while they were cleaning up and planning for the next day's activities. He'd brew a special roasted blend of coffees from South America and Turkey and they'd sip the coffee and talk as they worked. Soon they were completely comfortable in each other's presence.There was an undeniable sexual tension between them. Both of them knew it, though neither ever said anything about it to the other. There was no flirting, no lash-covered. Here's your twenty, but wait... here's another twenty for doing such fine work!"I bypass the twenties and go straight in for the hug."Mrs. A! You didn't have to do that!"I give her a bear hug, and pick her up off her feet. Despite her H+ tits, she only weighs about 110 or so. I spin her around quickly and set her back down."Oh!" she exclaims, trying to fix her hair and such. "Well... yes... thank you, I mean... well I'm going inside now..."I stuff the twenties in my pocket. I see Nessa in the.