You did put the disposable nappies in your bag, didn’t you?“Oh fuck! I left that in the back of the car!” Allison said. “I guess it’s too fa...r to go back and get them, isn’t it?”“Well, you will either have to keep wearing your wet nappy, or go commando...” I said. “We can’t go all the way back just to get stuff that you forgot.”“It’s just difficult for my brain to let myself pee, knowing I’m wearing clothes, and not sitting on the toilet,” Allison said. “I have to forcibly make myself go ... and. He leans heavily on her, a pained expression on his face.“Oh, Red,” she squeaks, at the contortion of his features. “Come on, love, let’s get you to bed. You should rest.” Lizzie continues to berate him about the folly of refusing to go to the hospital all the way into the bedroom.“Where is your bag?” she demands once she has helped him lower himself onto the bed. He is panting, his pain obvious on his face.“Closet,” he nods in the direction of the wardrobe. She is gone only a minute for her. "It is so lovely to be together again," she murmured in Steve's ear. "I see no need to return north for many months. The elders are well, and all is quiet at home." She giggled softly. "I never imagined I could enjoy a perpetual summer, flying north in July and south in January!" I never dreamed my life would become so peaceful and filled with love," Steve answered. "Perhaps some day they'll let me back in the United States and I can go north with you to visit our friends there. No matter. As. Mason, I won't touch myself without your sayso.”He smiled and shook his head, “I never said no touching. You will not finish without my word. I quite like the idea of having you on edge and needy. We'll be exploring that too, my pupil.”“Sorry Sir.” she sighed more than stated, her thumb and forefinger rolling her clit between them. It felt like there was a fire inside of her and he was fanning it with each syllable and every lustful look at what she was doing. However, Mr. Mason was managing.