Shell praised them saying that it was niceof them to help me pick out girl clothes, but she did not understand whyI needed a diaper. The girls said th...at was just for a joke, and besidesbed wetter's would come on the shop. I laughed at that. I was not a bedwetter. I never ate or used the toilet.We played around all night. We were now like sisters, and at one stageMrs. Shell said she had three daughters now. This confused me. Did shenot owe me anymore or did she consider me a part of the family?. . and Honeybee too." I want to see you do it," Paul had told Sona to sometimes and I'd always wondered why; now suddenly the idea appealed to me. "Honeybee you do it too, Straddle Sonja's hips." Yes Massa," she eagerly spread her legs over Sonja as they began masturbating, her pussy just over Sonja's. Honeybee climaxed quickly while Sonja's seemed to be making a halfhearted effort. I cuddled up to her, kissing her passionately while fondling her breasts. She finally came, groaning in my mouth.. The sex had really been good in their lives—right up to Thanksgiving. She knew how to pick them for that. Other than the sex, she’d had a couple of duds, but only one regret before her first husband. Since then Stan had been the only one who was both good in bed and good to her in the other aspects of life. She’d made mistakes in her life—plenty of them—and most of them concerning men. But Stan wasn’t one of the mistakes. She’d asked the doctor. He said he didn’t know why they shouldn’t. It was. I talked to her on the phone every day and told her I would see her at the hearing. We decided it would be best to be apart until the hearing. Julie told me that her son, John, spent every night at home with her. He said he was there to protect his mother. She told me she asked who he was protecting her from and, when he said, "Dad," it made her cry.The day of the hearing I went to the court room by myself. When I entered the room I saw the Judge, Bailiff, and a woman doing the court reporting..