I think I said okay. Then she did something that really brought realityhome for me. She lifted me up to sit on the counter, so we could look ateach ot...her. This showed me that I had no business thinking I could be aman to her. I just wanted to leave. But, I didn't. She told me the diapers in the living room were for me."Will you were them for me?" What could I do? Go back to my lonely cramped apartment. I jumped from the counter. "I'm not sure how to put them on," I said toher. "Oh, I want to. She then began her dance, slowly gyrating her waist, moving her belly rhythmically, soon we were mesmerized by the dance.She backed up to the shop keep, pushing her gyrating ass right into his crotch. She was facing me, our eyes were locked, I nodded encouragingly. He placed his hands on her hips sliding them upwards towards her engorged tits. I saw her hand disappear behind her feeling the area between her ass and his crotch. Suddenly she opened her eyes, seemingly shocked at what she. I really liked his voice, his accent. He’d sent me an audio file of one of his stories, one that he’d written for me alone, and, well, I’d listened to it a lot. We wrote stories together -- he would come up with a premise, I would come up with a fantasy, and we would make it sexy together, then he’d write it up and post it on the website.We talked about our own fantasies, of course. I know he fell for me, really. His own personal fantasies were less debaucherous, and I think he admired, or at. I'm sure you know plunty of guys that would love to see your sexy ass getting a pounding". Tears begain to roll down Cindy's check. " Enough talk, lets get to business. Let me see what you've been greedly hiding from me", I said. I lifted Cindy's short black mini-skirt up around her waist exposing her little white lacy bikini panties to my young eyes. My cock instantly became hard as I stared at Cindy's long muscular sexy legs leading up to the little bikini panties. "Just think, this fabric is.