As far as I was concerned, Jill was still just an order of fries. A nice, juicy order that certainly enhanced the main course but Carrie was still my ...ife, my love.A year later, I had just graduated high school. Carrie was still living at home, taking a dental assistant course at the local technical college. I was planning on going into architecture, which would have required me going to college away from home, but in the same state. Carrie and I talked about it and she decided she would follow. "There, tweaky. All done. Does that feel better?" "Yes, Mistress it does." And the strange thing about it was that it did feel a whole lot better. I could not believe that I was literally happy to be in a dry diaper - the wet one was driving me crazy. "Tweaky, I hope you can do better this time. Madam wants to see those pretty little yellow stars when she returns. If you can't show me how big you can be you'll never get your 'big girl' panties. And you do want those, don't you?" "Yes, Mistress. ‘You might want to get your front…’ His words trailed off but I just smiled. He was still being a bit of a gentleman and it was really making me want him even more. I didn’t let it show however and shrugged nonchalantly, quickly working the lotion onto my bare skin and watched as his eyes followed my hands carefully. I licked my lips and put a blasé expression back on my face. ‘Want me to do you?’ I asked sweetly and innocently. Sean’s eyes flickered heat but he simply nodded and I pushed him. . "She stopped me before I could finish "It's okay, I know your wife (she giggled) and I'd hide in the garage too." There was another pause before she looked at me and said "I always wondered if you came out here for this, I just never had the courage to come see."The scene on the TV changed as she moved toward me. "Can I watch?"I stuttered and eventually eked out a timid "sure."That's when she decided to take control and step to my side. Her hand reached for my waistband and slowly pulled.