.. mostly because she'd been there. The pictures of huge codpieces on Kings, Dukes ... even knights were products of artists staying alive. So too wer... massive chests and well turned calves. Noses were shrunk and chins grew.Paintings of wives and children were more the product of imagination than the real thing. Sometimes the beauty of a child was found in the model found on the hillside tending the sheep ... sure ... the tender and the Duke's son had the same father but the son ... he was. Her shoulder length hair was lighter than her brother’s, approaching dark blonde. Mike, her boyfriend, was just slightly taller than her, and sported a shock of red hair. Robert had met him on an earlier occasion and found him to be fun to be around, as his sense of humor was infectious. He also noticed that the two of them had settled into a very comfortable living arrangement together, and he decided that they were as good as married by their actions. +++++++++ The next few days were very. Billy likes it when I’m sweaty, aromatic, and tasty for him. After all day at school and moving around in this heat, you should be nice and ripe for him. Just use your normal habits for hygiene in the bathroom, but you don’t need to be overly fastidious for Billy.”She thought for a moment, and added, “I can tell you more about Billy later, but just know that he really likes to be dominated, and the nastier you are with him, the better. He’ll be especially turned on having a young girl like you. He closes the door behind him. He turns back to me andtugs on my hem to smooth out my skirt."Why are you freaking out?" he asks calmly."Diapers!" I yell at him."I am curious," he says as he puts his hands on my hips."Remember when I said I was locked in the nightie? Well I was locked intothe diapers too. And I couldn't get them off." My mouth circumvents mybrain and spews information.He nods."I don't know why but I put them on again last night and slept in them!"I admit.I don't know why I trust.