He could easily pull the slick, plastic lined panty to her knees but Peggy was amazed at how deftly he could unpin one side of the diaper and ruck it down onto her thighs to expose her bare bottom. Yet, in his arms she was a totally submissive, sweet, little, baby, slave girl. He always marveled at the sparkle in her deep brown eyes, when she looked at him. He fed Peggy slowly, a little spoonful at a time and allowed her to drink from a baby bottle of orange juice. As the afternoon went on he noticed something else, she was aloof and stand-offish with people, often bordering on rude, she seemed to take no pleasure at all from the party, not snobbish, just down right rude.
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He wanted to give her time to get into position and wait there for him as long as possible. He tried to concentrate on fishing but each time he looked to the rear of the craft he was overwhelmed with love for the beautiful little girl he possessed.