While we were at my daughter’s I felt a seizure trying to start. I didn’t want to spazz in front of her so I tried to meditate in order to get und...er it and diffuse it before it started. After a while, they thought I had fallen asleep and started talking in front of me. I was wide awake. My wife told her how I cried when she asked me to give up my books. My daughter told her that she’s moving too fast and she needs to give me time to get settled. I’m going “oh fuck! this is me they’re talking. "Jane, love, push that sheet off." Just Darcy, she's beautiful isn't she?"She nodded emphatically. Jane was torn between pleasure and annoyance at this complication."When do you have to go back to the desk?" I'm on a dinner break. My sister is watching it right now." How old are you and your sister, Just Darcy?" She got annoyed. "It's Darcy, OK?"I turned her to look straight at Jane and pressed against her back, my hands pulled her tee-shirt up."How old are you and your sister, Darcy?"Jane's. While Ellen and Tina continued the game, Linda got up and went into the bedroom. She came back with a white sheet from Tom's bed.She then got a pair of scissors from the kitchen and sat on the floor, cutting."Whatcha doing, Linda?" Tina asked."I'm making Tommy some nice diapers. Help me out."Tina got down on the rug and helped Linda measure and cut four large squares of cloth. "These look just about right! Come here Tommy. We want to try one of these on you." No, please!" begged Tommy,. My hands were trembling as I took off my jacket and skirt, laid them on a nearby chair and undid my blouse. I'd never undressed before anyone before. The doctor looked up and smiled."You have a good taste in underwear," he said. "Sit back down. The chair reclines so don't panic."I blushed. I had been well brought up by the nuns and my panties were proper ones, not the skimpy things you see in so many shops these days. They were quite tight, though. I wear a tailored suit to work and loose.