She pulled me up onto her lap and unbutton the rest of her blouse as I watched with huge eyes. “She couldn’t be….”, I thought in ne, retreating into the safety and security of infancy. I wondered how long it would be until I followed him into cheerful idiocy. I felt my diaper grow warm in front as I started to pee in response to the feeding. I knew soon I’d poop in them as well. I closed my eyes and sucked hard on her tit as I tried to forget what was happening to me. The room was swirling around me. The last words I heard that night was my momma cooing down at me, “Good girl! That’s momma’s baby girl! Poor baby, I wish I had done this long ago.
The Day’s of his Lives Scene 168
