I stuck my tongue out at her as she pushed me onto my back and pulledthe belt across my chest. She responded by bending over and blowing araspberry on... my belly and then tickling me mercilessly. "Stop!!!!" Icried as I knew I was peeing more and more into the diaper.Enough that she said, "Uh-oh, you're leaking!" Your fault," I told her.She just tickled me again before starting to change me. It stillembarrassed me every time she opened up a wet or messy diaper, but itwas beginning to be a routine. I have standards, and those standards are way above you. Understood?”“I understand and to be honest I’m not expecting anything more than light conversation. We can chat friendly can’t we, for our mutual friend’s sakes?” I said.“Fine, as long as we’re clear,” She replied.“Sure” I said. “I’ve been nothing but respectful to you, and haven’t treated you like a sex object at all. I know you’re out of my league. But there was no need to be so rude. You could have been a little more subtle about. Lynski, they should be on the next truck. Perhaps you can come by in a couple of days.” She looked from me to Tom and shook her head. “Sure, Daniel, next truck. Where is your father by the way?” “Oh, he is in the back laying down. He has a bad migraine and asked to not be disturbed. I was actually getting ready to close the shop so we could get him home and in the bed. Is there anything else I can do for you today?” She gave me a look that told me she knew I was lying, but she left out the door. At first, I was hesitant. What is she lifted the mask… What if she heard me,… What if she saw me… What if… What if...Fuck it, I said to myself and quietly moved my way downstairs next to Joe. He looked at the tent in my pants and laughed out loud to which my mom asked why he was laughing. He quickly replied that the particular song reminded him of a funny incident that he would tell her about after the session. But mine was not the only tent in the pants as I could see the bulge in his.