Hisgrandparents were already taking breakfast when he appeared.-Hi, grandma - Charlie saluted, as he kissed his grandma's cheek.-Hi, Charlie. You want... to have breakfast or will you wait to have itwith your mom? - His grandma asked.-Um, I guess I'll wait my mom; I don't think she will take a long timeto come down - Charlie answered, as he sat on the dining room andsaluted his grandpa.Some minutes later, Charlie's mom came down. After greeting everyone,she went to the kitchen to help grandma. And. “No, Jefe,” Carlos replied, waiting for the punch line.“A pretty girl will give you babies, but a cunt will take it up the ass,” Carlos explained. Juan laughed politely. The boss man glared in annoyance, hoping for a more robust reaction. Then he summoned the lieutenant closer, gesturing and whispering instructions. The henchman looked up, his gaze following the pointed direction. Rosalita leaned closer, shamelessly eavesdropping. Her expression paled. “Oh Carlos, no...” She objected. A light cooling drizzle started to come down; it got faster and harder and we started to run to find shelter. Luckily there was a little shack just off the fairway. As we ran I saw you look over at my breasts. They bounced up and down as I took deep breaths. The rain was dripping off my now messy soaked hair, down my face, down my chin towards my boobs. In the shack, it was warm and muggy but dry. I sat down on a bench that was inside and unbuttoned a few buttons of my shirt in order to wipe. She constantly wished to be toilet trained but just could not avoid having at least some accidents during the day. She was also quite incontinent whilst asleep and would nearly always wet the bed if not in diapers.The family were quite affluent and lived in a large old Victorian house complete with servants. Which was one of the reasons I had picked to live with that family. The house was quite ornate and contained numerous architectural features. The house was also large enough that they were.