His third option, was to finish up his chores, and walk home. He could poop anytime after leaving my house. However, he would not be allowed to change...his diaper until I gave permission sometime tomorrow morning. I would lock his current diaper on with number but breakable locks. Tomorrow morning he would have to get up, pickup a copy of the days paper and send me a picture with that and the unbroken lock. If he did that, I would let him change and clean himself and give him further. She glanced down at the magazine on her lap—only it wasn’t there but on the seat beside her, opened at a different page. How pecu­liar, she did not remember putting it down and, and another thing, her trousers did not feel right as if, as if she was not wearing panties: but she was, she had only checked minutes before when she had realised she had no bra. Sally looked slowly around her, the people on the seats near her were en­grossed in their newspapers or books, so she slipped a hand into the. I ran my fingers along the bulge and gave it a little squeeze; the bulge grew as I do so. I could not see whose crotch I was feeling up and little did I care if the truth was known. As I continue to rub my hand across the bulge of my mysterious man there was a big commotion that startled us all, the guys looked to the centre of the floor as I straightened myself up as best I could. As I finished I turned to look and see what was going on but couldn't see much, just a big group gathered in the. Though Marilyn liked to think she was a size queen, after all these years with Ted she went looking for a more normal sized dick, not tiny, just a little smaller than Ted’s which is just over ten inches, but so damn thick she felt he was putting a small arm into her pussy not a penis.Ted woke knowing his life was in for a change. He called Teddy’s room and when Pam answered he asked if she and Teddy and another woman who he didn’t know her name, but described Windtalker, could meet him and.