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What other "things" will happen?
We'll see!

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Lineart by Victor/colors by me", "writing": "Tony B. Brasco...Coach Tony...Papabear. If you've read chapter one, you know I have fond memories of him, even if he was overwhelming with his interests. I'd gone to his place because I thought our whole team was going to be there. It turned out it was just me, and Tony had a lot of ideas on what to do with me. I sucked his thick cock, took it in my butt, had one of the greatest orgasms ever, and then got humped real hard by him. I passed out when he was finished and woke up pretty helpless, as well as diapered. And Tony made it clear that he didn't have much intention of letting me go any time soon!\n\nI looked at the mitts that were strapped on my hands. They were thick leather, I was pretty sure, to keep my hands pretty useless, but they were covered in soft blue material, like a baby blanket. The pacifier gag strapped in my muzzle was keeping me from talking intelligently, but not from little soft noises as Tony's hands roamed over me, petting, groping, tickling, and fondling. And then there were the diapers...they were so thick I couldn't push my legs together. The first pair had been white, with turquoise checkered patterns down the sides, little cartoon baby animals on them, and a line of gray pawprints down the front. It hadn't taken long for Tony to tug those down in back, put me down on all fours, and plow me from behind. He didn't even pull out after that load...he'd snuggled me, spooned me from behind, and turned out the light, holding me like a teddy bear. Eventually, even with his softening cock inside me, I'd dozed off, wiped out from the exertion.\n\nI'd woken up in the middle of the night feeling urgency in my bladder. Tony had slipped out, and it seemed that he'd tugged the diapers back up in back. I squirmed in embarrassment, because I could feel the seat of the diaper squishing lightly with the load he'd put in me having leaked out. I tried to wriggle free of Tony's arms, but they tightened on me. I whined and struggled a bit. I was feeling an increasingly urgent need to pee. Finally, his voice growled softly in my ear, “Where do you think you're going, Baby Bear?”\n\nI blushed and vainly tried to explain to him around the pacifier that I need to go to the bathroom. He chuckled, softly. “Didn't get a word of that,” he murmured, sleepily. I thought he might have understood a bit, however, because a big paw rubbed slowly over the front of my padding, pressing down, applying gentle pressure to my bladder. My eyes widened. What was he doing? Didn't he realize I was about to wet myself? Then the thought hit me...that he wanted me to do it. The shock and embarrassment is actually what sent me over the edge. I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized I was letting go. I could hear the gentle crinkling as my stream let go into the cottony softness, and I felt it warming up. Tony's hand was right over my lap, and I could tell he knew it was happening, too. “Ohhh, there we go. There's a helpless little Baby Bear.” He nuzzled my ear. “You don't have potty privileges, Little Man. But don't worry; Daddy will take care of you.”\n\nTony held me there, and, I had to admit, it didn't feel as bad as I was afraid it was going to. It was warm, and my diapers seemed to get heavier. I squirmed, but it wasn't awful. I finished, and Tony just held me. And then, to my surprise, he kissed me on the back of each ear. “That's a good boy,” he murmured, reaching over to turn on a dim table lamp. He hoisted me up, himself still naked, and carried me to the changing table. I was laid out, and Tony stripped off the diaper, which he wadded up and disposed of in a nearby container. For a moment, he just rubbed my belly, while I squirmed, feeling vulnerable. I wondered if the third load was about to come, but, to my surprise, he just grabbed some cool, fruit-smelling wipes and cleaned the fur all around my lap, lifted my legs, and did the same with my hole. I was a bit sore, so being cleaned like that was rather nice. The clean-smelling powder that followed was pretty good, too, and I got it rubbed into my lap and bottom.\n\nI was still very sleepy, so I didn't really protest or fight. I mostly laid still and let him do it all. This made him chuckle. “You're either totally wiped out, completely surrendered to being my baby, or...” He smiled deviously. “You like it a lot more than you were letting on at first.” I blushed deeply at this. I'd never done this kind of play before. I didn't really even know this was a thing that was done! But I had to admit it was comfortable, and it was really nice being pampered and taken care of. That wasn't something I had a lot of experience with, either. So when Tony brought over a new pair of diapers...pale white with little cartoon teddy bears and orange tapes on the sides...I didn't fight or struggle. I even moved my hips up a little to try and help, but Tony chuckled, lifting me by the ankles, making me feel small and helpless as he slid the diapers under me. “Now, now...you don't have to help. You're such a little baby that Papabear will just take care of everything.” He grinned. “But I think we need to keep that baby bottom ready for Papa to use whenever he wants.” He opened a drawer and pulled something out I couldn't see. I smelled the lube before I felt him rubbing it around my sore hole, pushing his finger in. Once he was satisfied with how slick I was, something bigger was eased in. It was nowhere as big as his cock, but definitely bigger than his finger. It stayed in...a plug of some kind. It made me whimper and squirm a bit as he taped the diapers up around me, and I could feel it inside me with every move.\n\nTony carried me back to bed, laid down with me, and turned the light back off. I felt him unstrapping the pacifier, and he eased it out, but, before I could speak or even work my jaw much, his cock slid right in. Without conscious thought, I started suckling it. He must've cleaned off at some point when I'd been asleep, because he tasted fresh and pleasant...but the smell of him was deep, male, and musky, and my head swam. I definitely was sliding in and out of consciousness. Tony's had guided me in shallow bobs, and I don't remember much, except that, at some point, warm, rich cream filled my mouth, and I swallowed. A pat on the cheek, the cock slipped back out, and the pacifier slipped back in, strapped into place. And that's all I remembered until morning.\n\nWhen I woke up, I was alone in bed, all wrapped up in a blanket. I tried to move, but the blanket was wrapped surprisingly snug. That plus was still in, too, making me gasp and huff with every motion I made. After a few struggles, I relaxed, looking around. There was what looked like a small radio on the bedside table, and I blushed, realizing it was a baby monitor. I made some noises, and, sure enough, Tony wandered in a minute or two later, holding a large baby bottle. “There's my Baby Bear,” he crooned to me. “Such a sleepyhead.” He set down the bottle, unwrapped the blankets from around me, then carried me and the bottle to a green cushioned Ottoman set off to one corner of the room. He set me straddling his knee, which caused the plug inside me to grind some sensitive areas, making me moan.\n\nTony snickered, then pretended to fuss over me. “Awww, Baby Bear feeling hungry? Don't cry, sweetheart. I've got your bottle.” He unstrapped the pacifier again, but, again, before I could speak, my mouth was re-filled, this time by the thick rubber nipple of the bottle. Warm cream started filling my mouth, and it was so sweet. I tasted honey in it...but also a thick, male musky flavor. I must've blushed, because Tony chuckled. “Oh, yes, honey. Papa made this for you special. I told you every load I have saved up goes in one end or the other of you.” He nuzzled, bouncing me on his knee very gently. “Now drink every drop.”\n\nI couldn't exactly disobey. I wondered how many times he'd cum into the baby bottle before adding warm milk and honey. It was very erotic to imagine, and I couldn't stop blushing. Every time I thought I was getting a handle on things. Tony would bounce me on his knee, causing that toy to jostle inside me, making me moan. I sputtered a few dribbles down my chin, but Tony wiped them away tenderly. I looked up at him, at his bright green eyes that were looking down at me. There was definitely mischief and roughness to them, but there was a sweetness in them, I thought. He surprised me by leaning down and kissing my forehead, lightly. I soon realized I was sucking the nipple of the empty bottle...I had indeed drank down every drop.\n\nTony chuckled. He put the bottle aside, lifted me to his shoulder, and patted my back. What was he...? I blushed as I gave out a big burp. He chuckled, then settled me down on my knees, between his legs. His musk seemed to hit me like a ton of bricks, nose to nose as I was with his lap. I felt my head spin, and I could only give a little groan before my mouth ended up full of bearcock once again. I didn't even hesitate, but I nursed for a good, long time. As I did, Tony stroked my head, affectionately. Was I crazy, or did he seem kinder and sweeter? He murmured to me gently...nice things more than embarrassing this time. “Sweet boy. Carey, you're such a beautiful Baby Bear. I'm so glad you're here with me.”\n\nAfter a while, he lifted me off of his cock, and that pacifier gag slipped back in. I didn't even mind, now. I didn't think I'd talk, even if it weren't in. He had me right where he wanted me, and I knew it. He picked me up, sitting me straddling his leg, with one arm supporting me, holding me in place, and he began to gently bounce me on his knee. “A nice little game of horsie,” he whispered in my ear, rubbing my chest and tummy with the other hand. I could only whimper, whine, and groan behind the gag as he bounced me, making it feel like he was inside me. It was even worse when his free hand slipped down my belly and into my diaper's waistband, finding my hard little cock and rubbing it. I hunched my hips, pushing at his fingers, wanting to cum. “Now, now,” he said, taking his touch away, making me whine desperately. “Baby only gets to cum when Daddy says.”\n\nI struggled a little then, humping against the loose front of my diaper, but I couldn't get much in the way of friction like that, so I whimpered up at him, sinking back against him. “There we go,” he murmured, grinning a bit. “Baby's starting to get it.” He slipped his fingers in again, and I felt his light touch. My eyes rolled back as he bounced me so nicely, his touch driving me crazy. But before I could reach my climax, he again drew away. I lost track of how long this went on; I just enjoyed the edging, feeling more and more lost in these feelings. I tried to rub the front of my padding once, when he took his hand away, but he gently moved my hands away. “Tut, tut, baby bear. Don't be naughty.”\n\nAfter what seemed like forever, he took his hand away again, but, this time, he lifted me a bit, tugging my diapers down in back, gently popping the toy out. I shuddered, groaned, and sank into his embrace. He drew his knees together, sitting me straddling them, and he began to poke my backdoor with his own thick bearcock. I realized that this horsie-ride was about to get a bit more serious, and I leaned forward. Thankfully, his arms were all around me, and I could hug onto them as he slid into me from behind. I groaned behind my pacifier, unable and increasingly unwilling to speak. I was really enjoying being treated like a baby, I had to admit, and I was starting to wish I didn't have to “grow up” again.\n\nTony wasn't in any hurry. He sank back on the couch, taking me with him, fully impaled on his sizeable shaft. He would rock, gently, or thrust, sharply, and I pretty much could only hang on and take it. But I didn't mind at all. I wanted to be a good baby bear! I was struck by how much I wanted Tony to approve of my performance as his little baby. I didn't want him to stop! And he didn't. He thrust and shoved and then shook as he came again...but he didn't stop. He held inside, rocking, nuzzling me, rubbing my belly, sometimes teasing my diaper front, until he was hard again. And this time, he moved sideways to kneel, putting me on my belly on the ottoman, snuggled up behind me, and really began to hammer my ass!\n\nIt was bliss. He really was getting to know the spots inside me that made me jump and cry out and whine and want more, more, more! He kept hitting those spots, making me grip the ottoman harder as best I could with my mitted hands. Even more intense was the way he pushed down with his hips, not only grinding my prostate, but also making me rub my cock along the soft front of my diapers. With the ottoman beneath me, I was getting some good friction now, and I panted, thrusting against the diaper front, pushing my rump back to Tony's lap. My head was swimming real good, now, and when Tony whispered in my ear, it made me shiver. “Cum for Daddy, baby bear,” he rumbled, and I couldn't stop myself. I thrust faster, harder, and then cried out as my body spasmed and my own cock bounced and throbbed. Oh, man, it felt so good after so much edging. I realized I was shaking in his arms, and he rode me through my orgasm, thrusting in short, sharp hits, until I felt him cumming too. He snuggled me and whispered, “Good boy,” in my ear. “You're such a good baby bear.”\n\nThe rest of the weekend pretty much followed this pattern. I got bottle fed, my diapers got changed when they needed to be, and we had a lot of sex. A LOT of sex. When we weren't doing all that, I got to play with some legos, do some coloring, watch cartoons...it was actually really nice. I never got to be a normal kid, so this was a nice way to relax. When he finally took all the restraints off and brought me my clothes, I had lost track of what day it was. I hugged him hard, which I think embarrassed him a bit, but he hugged back, too. “You're a really good kid, Carey,” he told me with a smile. “A good baby bear.”\n\n“I'm...I'm not really a kid,” I started to explain, but he stopped me.\n\n“I know. Suresh told me all about you. But he didn't get how great you were...” He hugged me a little tighter. “I wish I could take you with me. But...”\n\n“It's okay,” I said with a smile. “But you'll come back, now and then, right?”\n\nHe brushed my hair back from my eyes. “You know it, champ,” he said with a grin. He leaned down and gave me a soft, warm kiss, right on the lips. “We'll have lots of crazy weekends in the future. Promise.”\n\nHe dropped me off, and, other than some pointed looks from Dr. Bailey, my weekend was over. But I knew it wouldn't be the last. Idly, I hopped on my computer and looked over some websites where I could find diapers and baby clothes in my size. I mean...it didn't hurt to look, right?", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Tony B. Brasco...Coach Tony...Papabear. If you've read chapter one, you know I have fond memories of him, even if he was overwhelming with his interests. I'd gone to his place because I thought our whole team was going to be there. It turned out it was just me, and Tony had a lot of ideas on what to do with me. I sucked his thick cock, took it in my butt, had one of the greatest orgasms ever, and then got humped real hard by him. I passed out when he was finished and woke up pretty helpless, as well as diapered. And Tony made it clear that he didn't have much intention of letting me go any time soon!

I looked at the mitts that were strapped on my hands. They were thick leather, I was pretty sure, to keep my hands pretty useless, but they were covered in soft blue material, like a baby blanket. The pacifier gag strapped in my muzzle was keeping me from talking intelligently, but not from little soft noises as Tony's hands roamed over me, petting, groping, tickling, and fondling. And then there were the diapers...they were so thick I couldn't push my legs together. The first pair had been white, with turquoise checkered patterns down the sides, little cartoon baby animals on them, and a line of gray pawprints down the front. It hadn't taken long for Tony to tug those down in back, put me down on all fours, and plow me from behind. He didn't even pull out after that load...he'd snuggled me, spooned me from behind, and turned out the light, holding me like a teddy bear. Eventually, even with his softening cock inside me, I'd dozed off, wiped out from the exertion.

I'd woken up in the middle of the night feeling urgency in my bladder. Tony had slipped out, and it seemed that he'd tugged the diapers back up in back. I squirmed in embarrassment, because I could feel the seat of the diaper squishing lightly with the load he'd put in me having leaked out. I tried to wriggle free of Tony's arms, but they tightened on me. I whined and struggled a bit. I was feeling an increasingly urgent need to pee. Finally, his voice growled softly in my ear, “Where do you think you're going, Baby Bear?”

I blushed and vainly tried to explain to him around the pacifier that I need to go to the bathroom. He chuckled, softly. “Didn't get a word of that,” he murmured, sleepily. I thought he might have understood a bit, however, because a big paw rubbed slowly over the front of my padding, pressing down, applying gentle pressure to my bladder. My eyes widened. What was he doing? Didn't he realize I was about to wet myself? Then the thought hit me...that he wanted me to do it. The shock and embarrassment is actually what sent me over the edge. I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized I was letting go. I could hear the gentle crinkling as my stream let go into the cottony softness, and I felt it warming up. Tony's hand was right over my lap, and I could tell he knew it was happening, too. “Ohhh, there we go. There's a helpless little Baby Bear.” He nuzzled my ear. “You don't have potty privileges, Little Man. But don't worry; Daddy will take care of you.”

Tony held me there, and, I had to admit, it didn't feel as bad as I was afraid it was going to. It was warm, and my diapers seemed to get heavier. I squirmed, but it wasn't awful. I finished, and Tony just held me. And then, to my surprise, he kissed me on the back of each ear. “That's a good boy,” he murmured, reaching over to turn on a dim table lamp. He hoisted me up, himself still naked, and carried me to the changing table. I was laid out, and Tony stripped off the diaper, which he wadded up and disposed of in a nearby container. For a moment, he just rubbed my belly, while I squirmed, feeling vulnerable. I wondered if the third load was about to come, but, to my surprise, he just grabbed some cool, fruit-smelling wipes and cleaned the fur all around my lap, lifted my legs, and did the same with my hole. I was a bit sore, so being cleaned like that was rather nice. The clean-smelling powder that followed was pretty good, too, and I got it rubbed into my lap and bottom.

I was still very sleepy, so I didn't really protest or fight. I mostly laid still and let him do it all. This made him chuckle. “You're either totally wiped out, completely surrendered to being my baby, or...” He smiled deviously. “You like it a lot more than you were letting on at first.” I blushed deeply at this. I'd never done this kind of play before. I didn't really even know this was a thing that was done! But I had to admit it was comfortable, and it was really nice being pampered and taken care of. That wasn't something I had a lot of experience with, either. So when Tony brought over a new pair of diapers...pale white with little cartoon teddy bears and orange tapes on the sides...I didn't fight or struggle. I even moved my hips up a little to try and help, but Tony chuckled, lifting me by the ankles, making me feel small and helpless as he slid the diapers under me. “Now, now...you don't have to help. You're such a little baby that Papabear will just take care of everything.” He grinned. “But I think we need to keep that baby bottom ready for Papa to use whenever he wants.” He opened a drawer and pulled something out I couldn't see. I smelled the lube before I felt him rubbing it around my sore hole, pushing his finger in. Once he was satisfied with how slick I was, something bigger was eased in. It was nowhere as big as his cock, but definitely bigger than his finger. It stayed in...a plug of some kind. It made me whimper and squirm a bit as he taped the diapers up around me, and I could feel it inside me with every move.

Tony carried me back to bed, laid down with me, and turned the light back off. I felt him unstrapping the pacifier, and he eased it out, but, before I could speak or even work my jaw much, his cock slid right in. Without conscious thought, I started suckling it. He must've cleaned off at some point when I'd been asleep, because he tasted fresh and pleasant...but the smell of him was deep, male, and musky, and my head swam. I definitely was sliding in and out of consciousness. Tony's had guided me in shallow bobs, and I don't remember much, except that, at some point, warm, rich cream filled my mouth, and I swallowed. A pat on the cheek, the cock slipped back out, and the pacifier slipped back in, strapped into place. And that's all I remembered until morning.

When I woke up, I was alone in bed, all wrapped up in a blanket. I tried to move, but the blanket was wrapped surprisingly snug. That plus was still in, too, making me gasp and huff with every motion I made. After a few struggles, I relaxed, looking around. There was what looked like a small radio on the bedside table, and I blushed, realizing it was a baby monitor. I made some noises, and, sure enough, Tony wandered in a minute or two later, holding a large baby bottle. “There's my Baby Bear,” he crooned to me. “Such a sleepyhead.” He set down the bottle, unwrapped the blankets from around me, then carried me and the bottle to a green cushioned Ottoman set off to one corner of the room. He set me straddling his knee, which caused the plug inside me to grind some sensitive areas, making me moan.

Tony snickered, then pretended to fuss over me. “Awww, Baby Bear feeling hungry? Don't cry, sweetheart. I've got your bottle.” He unstrapped the pacifier again, but, again, before I could speak, my mouth was re-filled, this time by the thick rubber nipple of the bottle. Warm cream started filling my mouth, and it was so sweet. I tasted honey in it...but also a thick, male musky flavor. I must've blushed, because Tony chuckled. “Oh, yes, honey. Papa made this for you special. I told you every load I have saved up goes in one end or the other of you.”  He nuzzled, bouncing me on his knee very gently. “Now drink every drop.”

I couldn't exactly disobey. I wondered how many times he'd cum into the baby bottle before adding warm milk and honey. It was very erotic to imagine, and I couldn't stop blushing. Every time I thought I was getting a handle on things. Tony would bounce me on his knee, causing that toy to jostle inside me, making me moan. I sputtered a few dribbles down my chin, but Tony wiped them away tenderly. I looked up at him, at his bright green eyes that were looking down at me. There was definitely mischief and roughness to them, but there was a sweetness in them, I thought. He surprised me by leaning down and kissing my forehead, lightly. I soon realized I was sucking the nipple of the empty bottle...I had indeed drank down every drop.

Tony chuckled. He put the bottle aside, lifted me to his shoulder, and patted my back. What was he...? I blushed as I gave out a big burp. He chuckled, then settled me down on my knees, between his legs. His musk seemed to hit me like a ton of bricks, nose to nose as I was with his lap. I felt my head spin, and I could only give a little groan before my mouth ended up full of bearcock once again. I didn't even hesitate, but I nursed for a good, long time. As I did, Tony stroked my head, affectionately. Was I crazy, or did he seem kinder and sweeter? He murmured to me gently...nice things more than embarrassing this time. “Sweet boy. Carey, you're such a beautiful Baby Bear. I'm so glad you're here with me.”

After a while, he lifted me off of his cock, and that pacifier gag slipped back in. I didn't even mind, now. I didn't think I'd talk, even if it weren't in. He had me right where he wanted me, and I knew it. He picked me up, sitting me straddling his leg, with one arm supporting me, holding me in place, and he began to gently bounce me on his knee. “A nice little game of horsie,” he whispered in my ear, rubbing my chest and tummy with the other hand. I could only whimper, whine, and groan behind the gag as he bounced me, making it feel like he was inside me. It was even worse when his free hand slipped down my belly and into my diaper's waistband, finding my hard little cock and rubbing it. I hunched my hips, pushing at his fingers, wanting to cum. “Now, now,” he said, taking his touch away, making me whine desperately. “Baby only gets to cum when Daddy says.”

I struggled a little then, humping against the loose front of my diaper, but I couldn't get much in the way of friction like that, so I whimpered up at him, sinking back against him. “There we go,” he murmured, grinning a bit. “Baby's starting to get it.” He slipped his fingers in again, and I felt his light touch. My eyes rolled back as he bounced me so nicely, his touch driving me crazy. But before I could reach my climax, he again drew away. I lost track of how long this went on; I just enjoyed the edging, feeling more and more lost in these feelings. I tried to rub the front of my padding once, when he took his hand away, but he gently moved my hands away. “Tut, tut, baby bear. Don't be naughty.”

After what seemed like forever, he took his hand away again, but, this time, he lifted me a bit, tugging my diapers down in back, gently popping the toy out. I shuddered, groaned, and sank into his embrace. He drew his knees together, sitting me straddling them, and he began to poke my backdoor with his own thick bearcock. I realized that this horsie-ride was about to get a bit more serious, and I leaned forward. Thankfully, his arms were all around me, and I could hug onto them as he slid into me from behind. I groaned behind my pacifier, unable and increasingly unwilling to speak. I was really enjoying being treated like a baby, I had to admit, and I was starting to wish I didn't have to “grow up” again.

Tony wasn't in any hurry. He sank back on the couch, taking me with him, fully impaled on his sizeable shaft. He would rock, gently, or thrust, sharply, and I pretty much could only hang on and take it. But I didn't mind at all. I wanted to be a good baby bear! I was struck by how much I wanted Tony to approve of my performance as his little baby. I didn't want him to stop! And he didn't. He thrust and shoved and then shook as he came again...but he didn't stop. He held inside, rocking, nuzzling me, rubbing my belly, sometimes teasing my diaper front, until he was hard again. And this time, he moved sideways to kneel, putting me on my belly on the ottoman, snuggled up behind me, and really began to hammer my ass!

It was bliss. He really was getting to know the spots inside me that made me jump and cry out and whine and want more, more, more! He kept hitting those spots, making me grip the ottoman harder as best I could with my mitted hands. Even more intense was the way he pushed down with his hips, not only grinding my prostate, but also making me rub my cock along the soft front of my diapers. With the ottoman beneath me, I was getting some good friction now, and I panted, thrusting against the diaper front, pushing my rump back to Tony's lap. My head was swimming real good, now, and when Tony whispered in my ear, it made me shiver. “Cum for Daddy, baby bear,” he rumbled, and I couldn't stop myself. I thrust faster, harder, and then cried out as my body spasmed and my own cock bounced and throbbed. Oh, man, it felt so good after so much edging. I realized I was shaking in his arms, and he rode me through my orgasm, thrusting in short, sharp hits, until I felt him cumming too. He snuggled me and whispered, “Good boy,” in my ear. “You're such a good baby bear.”

The rest of the weekend pretty much followed this pattern. I got bottle fed, my diapers got changed when they needed to be, and we had a lot of sex. A LOT of sex. When we weren't doing all that, I got to play with some legos, do some coloring, watch cartoons...it was actually really nice. I never got to be a normal kid, so this was a nice way to relax. When he finally took all the restraints off and brought me my clothes, I had lost track of what day it was. I hugged him hard, which I think embarrassed him a bit, but he hugged back, too. “You're a really good kid, Carey,” he told me with a smile. “A good baby bear.”

“I'm...I'm not really a kid,” I started to explain, but he stopped me.

“I know. Suresh told me all about you. But he didn't get how great you were...” He hugged me a little tighter. “I wish I could take you with me. But...”

“It's okay,” I said with a smile. “But you'll come back, now and then, right?”

He brushed my hair back from my eyes. “You know it, champ,” he said with a grin. He leaned down and gave me a soft, warm kiss, right on the lips. “We'll have lots of crazy weekends in the future. Promise.”

He dropped me off, and, other than some pointed looks from Dr. Bailey, my weekend was over. But I knew it wouldn't be the last. Idly, I hopped on my computer and looked over some websites where I could find diapers and baby clothes in my size. I mean...it didn't hurt to look, right?", "pools_count": 0, "title": "\"Warm-up!/A Crazy Weekend 2(Story by Carey)\"", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/jpeg", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "34", "views": "1351" }