I could leave. L could call the police. Icould change and tell him to go. I *can* take control. Stewart can takecontrol. Why are doing exactly what Mr.... Owens says. I want this diaperoff. I want these embarrassing clothes off! Is Stewart naked?My reverie took over and I missed out completely on what Mr. Owens hasbeen saying to Stewart. I try to focus but the diaper is driving me crazyand the ill-fitting top is humiliating. The pig-tails... I can feel themnow. I can feel them tugging on the sides. But then finally there was an opening in the forest, an assortment of rudimentary huts and a fireplace and behind the trees a mile wide lake that calmed Brian's nerves just looking at it.Any bystanders could have easily figured the group to be seasoned veterans who hiked with each other for the hundredth time with how efficiently everything seemed to work, even though no one had ever seen one of the others before this weekend. Tents were put up, the facilities were checked out and Brian took. " She stopped and then jerked her body around rapidly, so her back was facing me.I was taken aback."Sorry, Jenna," I said. "I didn't mean to upset you." You haven't upset me," she said. "I just don't like being seen when I'm... so... aroused, it's... it's... a hang-up, I guess. It's embarrassing. Please, can we just sit and watch the sun go down?" OK, no problem," I said, slightly disappointed that our make-out session was coming to an end. I'd met some girls who had issues before, but I hadn't. I bent forward and took a nice big lick of her exposed pussy. I heard her surrender to my tongue as she said, “Oh yes Jimmy baby, yes, yes, eat me, eat my pussy, my little boy eat your mommy’s pussy.” Her pleading, the taste of her on my tongue and the thought of how wonderfully Peggy had tasted made me dive in and try to devour my mother’s cunt. It didn’t taste quite the same as Peggy, but just as good never the less. I felt her hands on my head pulling me into her. I had to pull back once in.