"MMMfph," I said through the dummy. She opened the crib, dropped the sideand took off my shoes. Great I could walk! She put my fists through somepink ...reins with rabbits on the front and clipped them shut at the back.Holding the ends she told me to walk to the Living room. I set off butthe fullness of my diaper and the mess inside made me waddle. "How lovelyyou have to walk like a baby! And I think baby likes it!" she saidlooking at the protruding front of the diaper. I was still hard from. “Not as red as her bottom is going to be.“ thought Mr Spencer as he examined Meg'spanties carefully. There was the slightest hint of a brownish stain on the cotton gusset anda white patch of still slightly damp juice as well.“Quite normal.“ said Mr Spencer.Meg had never felt so humiliated or exposed in her life but in some corner of her mind aflicker of excitement was burning. Mr Spencer opened Meg's bottom cheeks for the checkhe always performed at these times. Her anus was in perfect. She put her arms down, twisted a little from side to side, smiled, waved and closed the curtain. That was that. Two opportunities, one pic and one real life set. Not bad for an ad I didn’t think would really work. I picked up my phone to send a quick reply. “thanks a ton, really made my night.” I also mentioned the lead singer of the band and wrote that I’d bet he’d have loved to have a glimpse of those. I pulled out of the space, and drove home. I sat at my computer and checked my e mail. She saw past owners shacking hands with the rich and the famous in the old black and white pictures. She couldn't help but laugh to herself when she saw the picture of Christopher up on the wall. She tried to remember what name he went by back in those days but couldn't bring the name out of the fog. He was so vain even after all these years. To drag her into one of his old haunts was so very much his style.She turned back to the bar. The bartender kept smiling at her with that "so whatcha.