Tilly was now down to one hundred and twenty-two pounds. She wore a size six dress, with alterations for her breasts. Wilson ‘Stallion’ Bennett da...ted several of the local ‘Belles.’ But, in the back roads of his mind, there was always Tilly Tully, the best fuck that he had ever had. He could never bring her home to Mother, he thought. She was a ‘Pig.’ after all. But a pretty ‘Pig,’ none the less. He phoned her. ‘Tilly, I want to come spend some time with you.’ ‘You want to come fuck me, Mr.. I'moverwhelmed. I'm terribly excited. I'm terrified.She opens the door. My wits return and I stumble outside of theneighborhood's view into the house."I don't owe you anything, Katie," she warns. "I can leave for thecottage without helping you at all."I look from her to the driveway. As usual, our paperboy didn't do hisjob. The thick Saturday newspaper is by the curb, about 70 ft away fromthe front door. I look to her hoping she relents. She only points. Idon't trust her at all but I want this. I was about to pick him up when a nurse or aide came in and said, "He's right on time. I'm sure he needs to be changed so let me do that real quick." She turned to me and said, "You should probably pay attention to learn how to do this so you can help out at home."Sue said, "Can I do it? I've never changed a baby's diaper before. I want to make sure I do it right. I watched you the last three times you did it"Standing a little unsteadily, Sue picked up the baby and put him on the changing. The story took place 5yrs back from now. In my family my father, mother, me and my sister Kavita she is 3yrs younger to me. My Parents used to live in a small town near Ahemadabad, Gujrat.While I was doing my B.Tech from Ahmedabad and staying there at a hostel. My Father was a clerk in sales tax office. He died(due to heart attack) when I was in my last semester of B.Tech. My Sister was in 2nd yr of her graduation. We all have to depend on our father’s pension to fulfill our daily needs. We.