I could hear both of our cell phones going off in the hallway where our purses and clothes lay strewn. Sara removed her bra, her lovely b cups dotted ...with a few tiny moles. Her body writhed in anticipation over my silk sheets. My eyes locked on to her beautiful swollen pussy with its triangle of blondish hair. I didn't stand on ceremony. I was eager to be her first, to show her how women love and to drive this experience myself. I made her hold her legs all the way back, her elbows holding her. I don’t feel like a sir, so you can call me David,” I told him. “So, do we have a deal?”“Yes, sir, er, David,” he said, correcting himself.We got the key cards. I picked up Judith to carry her. When I did, she shifted, the towel fell off, and her butt was now facing the front desk.She chose them to let out what was probably her first fart since she was trapped in the volcanic rock.Is this how it would look if a pixie or fairy farted?“Well, now. It seems that this little girl did get this stuff. By this time, I shunned the girls. I was developing a negative attitude toward females and sex in general at a time when most high school boys were expending all their time and cash in the pursuit of pussy. Sharon approached me one afternoon after school as I was beginning my long walk home. ‘Hey Jim!’ she yelled as I left the school grounds. I stopped to see what kind of ribbing I would get from her. ‘Hey Sharon,’ I replied. I didn’t know her very well. I had seen her around the school but. Ibelieve this is the first work that has been written with the ABDLcommunity in mind. Please do note that it will have diapers and otherbaby content. The inclusion of which is an integral story device for thecharacter. At no time is there any sort of abuse within this story,other than a few necessary fights that any Whateley story must have!Please keep in mind this story is a work of total fiction, andresemblance to real people or places is unintentional! If you would liketo know more about the.