It was quiet and undisturbed except for occasional sightings of a completely different race of people, which was fine. Actually, it was better than f...ine because we were clearly coming into their land and they didn’t seem to mind as we kept to ourselves. But, in the back of our minds, it never left us that this was where Jona had been coming. Not that we wouldn’t like to see the man, again, but if he found his way across the southern route, certainly others could just as well in the future,. She smiled shyly and quickly turned back to the counter where it was now her turn. I stood up and nervously approached the girl, and she looked at me a little confused. I began to doubt myself, I had not planned anything to say, how was I to explain my impromptu interest? I smiled. She smiled. Hi&hellip, youre Celia right?&hellip, she asked. I hadnt expected her to know who I was, and I wondered briefly whether or not that was a bad thing. Yeah, hi, whats your name? Ive seen you around. She gasped and I could feel her trying to reach for the bottom of my shirt again. I stood up and pulled it off over my head, as I was doing so I suddenly felt eager fingers on my belt, and trouser button. Before she had it undone she pulled them down, including my boxer shorts and the button went flying off to some dark corner of the room. Her lips immediately moved to my now erect penis. I looked down to see her teasing me with my tongue as she struggled with the own shorts in the. She vaguely remembered feeling small and happy. Feeling carefree. She remembered it feeling so good. So immensely good. As if she was a little girl still, she remembered wanting to be a little girl badly. She also remembered being horny, being flooded with arousal. Orgasming in her high chair. She felt the need to be humiliated and diapered. She felt the desire to obey. She craved punishment, she needed to get a good spanking. She wanted to be helpless, overpowered and tied down. It was a.