.. oh. Okay, Diaper Buddy." She knew she'd be the one doingthis sooner or later. She used one of the diapers in his backpack tochange him in the kitch...en where she'd changed Leslie, using a generousamount of wet wipes and powder. At least he didn't have a hard-on, andshe probably would have noped out if he did. "I think you should changeLeslie next time," she said."Why?" You're only seeing half the problem, being changed yourself. It's notjust her that's affected by that. It's everyone who takes. Dancing with men and her boyfriend during waltzes when the dance floor was crowded, they would dance closer together. They would dance cheek to cheek, and he would place a hand on the small of her back. This way, he could press his torso against hers. This night with her boyfriend, she pressed against him in return. In response he pressed even harder, and moved his leg between hers as they danced. Diane was thrilled to feel his hardness, even though it was through their clothes, and she liked. "No, no you're not. Not anymore." Well...no," she paused for a moment. "Is this why you're dressed so differently today?" Yeah," I admitted, still feeling incredibly foolish. "I thought that you might...like girls. I saw you once, kissing another woman, so I thought that if I looked nice you might...and now that I'm not a student anymore..." My voice trailed off, I was babbling and what was left of my dignity was bleeding away.It was quiet for a moment, Charlene's left hand was resting on my. It was then inoticed that it was 2 guys. From the little I saw, it seemed theyboth had on heavy eye makeup. I tried not to stare but before Ilooked away the boy who was against the rock, looked back at me,smiled and blew me a kiss. I hurried away embarrassed for staring,but also so excited, that I felt an instant hard on. Good thing mysuit jacket covered it. Needless to say the rest of the walk across the park had my headspinning. I just kept thinking how much I wanted to be with them. Iwanted.