Whilst this humiliatingdevelopment seemed to please her, she made no effort to remedy thesituation. Instead I was left in the wet diapers for another ...couple ofhours. As time progressed these got more and more uncomfortable andalso wetter as I relieved myself a couple of more times. Whilst I hadbeen mortified the first time I became somewhat fatalistic with latterwettings. There wasn't much I could do about the situation and furtherwetting an already wet diaper made more sense than the pain. Janet was a naturally suspicious sixteen year old girl with all the makings of a real potential ball-buster when she grew up and finally had high-valued boobs like her older sister Patricia. Her older sister was prone to bragging about how much the boys loved to touch them, kiss them and even lick her oversexed nipples.She didn’t particularly want boys or even girls to do anything to her nipples but she was willing to offer them up for any boy to play with if it meant getting a date to a movie. “Thanks, Uncle Dan. I would love that!”My uncle pulled me down from the porch swing and led me back inside the house.“Let’s see here,” he thought aloud. “Why don’t you come over here and sit on this chair?” He pulled one of his wood dining room chairs out into the middle of the room. I followed his direction and sat down.“Should I change clothes, Uncle Dan? I wasn’t planning on having my picture taken today.” I was wearing a small white t-shirt and a very short pair of denim shorts. The shirt. “Travel light!” I always say, with my carry on in hand I exited the airport, fell into the back seat of a limo, and when I say limo what I mean is a black taxi with leather and tinted windows, I don’t care if it costs 20 bucks more I prefer not to ride in a shit can with no suspension or air conditioning. The driver kicked the thing in the guts, like they always do and sped towards my home. Ah yes, home, my king sized bed, my own shower, my horny wife un-fucked for 12 straight days! “an extra.