.. my new sitter. My hand tightens in Mommy's as I look her over from head to toe while trying to back behind Mommy shyly. Her long , graying, choclate brown hair is swept back neatly into a pony tail, revealing laugh lines around the corners of her warm, gentle eyes. Her full , matronly breasts strain the materiel of her starched white button down shirt, and her pleated grey skirt reaches several inches below her knees. "So, what have we here?" , she asks laughingly, as Mommy urges me forward, making the plastic panties covering my sodden diaper rustle.

" Go on sweety, say hello; she's going to be your sitter while Mommy is out shopping today. Don't worry, she knows what a naughty little girl you can be, so I've told her she has permission to discipline you as she sees fit. Now, you behave sweety" Moms takes a deep breath and turns to my new sitter " She probably needs changing; I gave her a couple bottles of formula with laxative. I'm sure you two will get along famously", she gushes as she turns and rushes off to the waiting car. .....