Aur bola ke tu jaakar bhaiya ko andar bhej. Prinyaka mujhe bulane bahar aayi aur phir khelne chali gayi.Main ghar mein andar gaya toh dekh mami jee ke... um gussa hain. Unhon mujhe apne bulaya aur ek jor ka thappad mara. Main jor se rone he jaa raha the ke unhe apni galti ka ahsaas hua aur unhon apan haath se mera muh band kar diya. Magar main dard se roya jaa raha hoon toh unhon nein jaldi se mera hath pakad kar apne boobs par rakh diya. Magar main chup nahi ho raha that oh unhone apan bluse ke. You’re an atypical girl Dana, but we’ll figure you out, won’t we? I like a bit of a puzzle.’ He was still softly rocking me. The hand that had been massaging my boob and nipple was now inching down, tickling my tummy, playing with the edge of my diaper. ‘What would be the next step for little Dana? To be honest I have no clue.’ Hesitantly he kept playing with the waistband of my diapers and then he slipped his hand inside. His fingers pressing against my labia. ‘Let’s see how you. Quite some time has been lost already. I think in my head ‘well congratulations for your freedom’. I try to make the three months shorter, making it look as if it just happened.’ Was he from the same city? ‘ ‘ Thank you, no, but he didn’t live far from me, it was about 30 minutes by car’. ‘Dont you miss him or something? or miss being with someone in general?’ ‘I miss being with someone in general but i don’t miss that guy’ ‘So what are you doing to lessen this ‘missing’ feeling of yours?’. I asked her about it, but she kept balking at explaining her action, or reasons.I was beginning to wonder if Courtney didn't have some sort of mild talent, like empathy, or telepathy. Either way, she was a natural peace-broker and had eased the situation in my house, tremendously. I mentioned my theory about Courtney to Tom. He got a slightly startled, then thoughtful look on his face.I kept close watch on the immediate future. For example, if something was happening in my life twenty-four.