The towels lay in a pile as she deftly applied her makeup. I slipped on a pair of silk running pants and a T-shirt. I watched intently as she dressed....My mind raced with feelings of love. Turning from the makeup table, she selected a pair of sheer panties... eyeing them with an impish grin before discarding them as she slipped the thin sun dress over her head. Her beautiful feet slip into thin white sandals. Her gold ankle chain sparkled in the sunlight. Our arms around each other, we strolled. I had never been so fuckin horny in my life. The only thing thatwould have been better would for her to have pissed, that close tome without the diaper. My eyes were locked onto her piss sloshingbutt as she led me to the bathroom.Stepping into the shower stall Lynn turned to me with a big grin.I see you aren’t turned off by my bed wetting or my diapers. Howabout cleaning me up? Then we can discuss what’s next.I knelt at her feet and pealed the plastic panties off releasinga deluge. Finally, after three hours I get sent to the back. I request Doctor McCarthy. He’s been the only doctor I see in the emergency room. I love to regale him with my stories. He doesn’t call the cops and gives me free d**gs. I don’t tell and neither does he. He’s an older man who grew up when sexual orientation was straight and nothing else. He used to manage a brothel for gay men in his younger days.“When does Bonnie get off shift?” I ask him.He chuckles deep in his throat, a smile crossing his. With the frozen ground the UG (underground) jobs pretty much shut down. I cleared out on a job replacing hi-voltage insulators on single poles. The line was dead and grounded, so we used a “squirt” steel boom with a single 2-Man steel caged bucket on the end of it. As the winter got worse a lot of the IBEW L.U. 55 hands either took off south and west for warmer jobs or had saved enough of their summer wages to stay at home for a while.On very bad weather days most of the hands that showed up.