Even if Jack had a healthy sex drive, it would have been nearly impossible to bring Mrs. Tyner off to orgasm. Her sexual desires and needs were so special and complicated that no grown man could ever satisfy her. She married Jack for other reasons such as money, social status, and security. Underneath this marital facade was a woman stooped in depression. She had an enormous sexual addiction to toddlers and to make matters worse, she fantasized about urine and scat activity with minors of that age bracket. Over the past year, Mrs. Tyner had grown to accept her addiction and even embrace it. She stopped reading the bible and as a result, began to feel less guilty and much better about herself. During this period of time she had begun to rebel against society's norms. She hated the law and the very government that created such laws. She couldn't understand why sex with children was so bad as long as it wasn't violent or abusive. In her mind, children only grew up feeling guilty or ashamed about sexual activity only if they were taught that it was shameful or wrong.

With this belief in mind, Mrs. Tyner went about her nursery care business in a gaurded - yet liberal manner. She loved changing diapers and would often masturbate under her skirt while doing so. She adored little girls with poopy pampers and would often take great pleasure in smearing it around their cute little bottoms and watching their pretty white faces turn pink with embarrassment and pleasure. The little boys were fun too. Not a moment when by when she didn't enjoy their cute little pee pee's - all stiff and throbbing during each changing session. The toddlers were very fond of Mrs. Tyner and her magic fingers. It got to the point where they would wet themselves whenever they could in order to feel her magic touch. Little Bobby loved it when she changed him. He made it a point to hold in his BM until he reached the nursery. Once there, he would beg to sit on her lap. Mrs. Tyner adored him. She would rock him back and forth with one hand stroking his golden locks of hair and the other under his pamper. It was bliss when she felt the warm bulge develope in his diaper as the mush spread around his baby ass cheeks. She would lay him down on the changing table and pay extra special attention to his little pee pee. It grew stiff with each stroke of baby powder while she lifted his cute little legs and wiped his smelly bottom. The young woman would look down and smile while she changed him making special comments about what a "dirty boy" he had been and watching him blush and coo with each stroke......(cont)