" I said.She took a step back.She stood there looking at me."What's the matter?" Sierra finally said."This is wrong. God help us if anyone finds out. ...You do realize that it'd be so bad. It'd be so bad," I finally said.Sierra stood there. She said nothing. I looked in her face. And I spoke again."It's not you. Please believe me. It's not," I finally said."You did stuff with Allison. She's the same age. You guys did things. I know that. So what's the difference? She could say something to. Mummy led him into herbedroom and sat him in front of the vanity to brush and style his hair,and he examined his pretty green frock and his matching baby panties inthe mirror. They really did look smart, and he had to admit; Mummy'sdressmaking friend Cathy had done a marvellous job of the bondage frock.He was trapped, unable to change his clothes - like a real baby. No,don't think about it. Think of kittens and puppies and pretty ribbons...'Baa-baa black sheep, have you any wool? Yes sir, yes. I pulled the curtain back a bit and saw her sitting on the counter in tears. I had shampoo in my hair but I grabbed a towel and got out. I put my arms around her and asked what was wrong. Again, she was moved to tears because she just wasn't used to being treated so well. I told her that was the way it SHOULD be. What she had experienced with her bf was NOT the norm. I told her to go get started on her breakfast before it got cold and that I would be out once I finished washing my hair. . "You know darling, never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine that we'd do what we did last night" then she giggled as one of my hands stole up underneath the front of her tee shirt and found a semi erect nipple,"No" I said, "In spite of what I said about wanting you when I saw you at the station mum, I never really thought we'd end up in bed together" Any regrets darling?" None at all mum" Do I take it then that you're going to work here?" Would you like me to?" You bloody know I would" she.