.. this was the theater.This was not real and had nothing whatsoever to do with him in reallife, Kevin mused. He was an actor he said, more to myself ...gain, asthe diaper came up. Thinking that, thinking of this as an actor might, made it seem morelike a costume, but regardless of what he was thinking, it wasdefinitely more like a diaper than underpants. Problem was he wasn't anactor. It was also pink and why a diaper had to be pink was something else heconsidered as he drew the fluffy, almost. She's the best teacher I ever had, Mom. And I want to be like her."Sarah grunted a malicious chuckle. "See Mom!"Missy shook her head. "You don't get it do you, you prejudiced ingrate? All you see is a dark skinned woman of low class with a pregnant body and no shame. But she's got more class than you could ever achieve. Not only is she beautiful and sweet and warm and kind, but she's a fricking genius! Yes I want to be like her. I want to be just as warm and sweet. Mostly I want to be just as. Pete walked up to the bed with his cock sticking straight out, just inches above my face. I'm guessing his cock was at least 8 inches long. I reached up, grabbed it and guided the tip to my lips. I slid my lips over the huge head, then pushed forward and filled my mouth with just the first 4 or 5 inches of it. We spent a few minutes in this position, their hands fondling me everywhere while Ken licked and sucked my clit and I licked and sucked Pete's cock. Ken repositioned himself. . deserves it! She's too special to let go."He looked at Grandmother. "If I could give my own life to bring herback, I would. In a way, isn't this the same thing?"Grandmother nodded. "I know you would, Adam. I know you would." Shesighed. "It might not work. She's been gone a long time, and hercontact with this world is ... tenuous. And if it does work, you mightbe her friend, or might not." She shook her head. "I can't assure youthat she'll even be your friend." But she'll smile? .