.but......Ann," I said, "Please don't do thisto me." Ann did not answer. I took off my cloths and ignominiouslylaid down on the changing table. I ...looked up at Ann as she said,"Tami IS a baby." My mind went taciturn, I looked up an saw "MY MOMMIE" "MYPROTECTOR" "MY ONLY MEANS OF SURVIVAL". I was not a 43 year old manable to think for himself. I was a baby, a real baby. Ann knowinglyput a pacifier in my mouth. She removed my rubber panties and thentook of my very wet diapers. She put a. ..” she cooed. “This would really spoil my mood.” Despite the cool air I was beginning to sweat, trying to keep my emotions under control. Don´t show any weakness, I thought. Don´t cry, don´t beg. The sweat started to run into my left eye, stinging and making it hard not to squint.“Anni...” Anni? Really? They had their own pet names by now? “Sometimes a man ... ah, fuck, okay, let´s go. I´m horny as hell.”I had to watch them leave the room, clinging together like newlyweds. Hey, that is my. "What are you doing?" she whispered. "Since you grabbed it I thought you wanted to kiss it? 'Not now! Someone could hear!" I still had a hold of it as it began to grow. She looked up at me. She had the frightened look upon her face that someone could hear us in the dressing room. It was sealed like a closet. I didn't see any video cameras in the ceiling. I don't think anyone could have known we were in here together. Her freckled face with her lipstick covered lips looked so desirable. My. Then came the final trip and a series of ATM withdrawals. She had over-drawn the account by Friday night. It must have been Saturday when she pawned her things. Wendy returned to the sofa and slid back under her blanket. Amy was pondering what to do when the phone rang. The phone call was from the security department of Amy’s credit card company. A clerk informed Amy that several attempts had been made to obtain cash advances in Atlantic City with the card number after she had canceled the.