A big towel from the bathroom."Find it?" What?" Your coat." Oh." She'd completely forgotten about that. "I couldn't find it." Have a drink, anyway. It...will be up there somewhere." He fished a can of beer out of the ice box and handed it to her. "Sit down, girl. I'm not going to eat you!" Thanks, Mr ... Ray." Shielding herself strategically with the towel, she disposed her limbs in the chair. By crossing her legs she could hide her moist crotch and at the same time put up a bit of a barrier. ?I took all this very well. I didn’t speak until I considered the full weight of what she was saying. I let it all sink in and rolled it around in my head for a while before I said anything.??If this is what you want, then of course I will do it for you.??I know.? She said. ?I do appreciate you being such a good sport about everything. But some stuff has been bugging me, and while I may have to put up with that at work, I certainly don’t have to here. So you can stay in here with me from. The loner exerted his dominance.But to know what I mean, you must first know who I am and how I got this way.I've always been a loner. I don't mean a hermit hiding in a cave. I mean someone who could never open up, express feelings, nor share personal problems. It just is not in my makeup. How did I get this way? I wasn't born this way.My father was extremely outgoing and always helping his fellow man. My mother was not as outgoing but never said bad word about anyone. Even though I have a. Now spent, Aunt Diana had no trouble pushing my little penis between mylegs. I had to lift up as she pulled the extremely tight fitting pants onme. The tightness pushed my plug deeper into me making it impossible toexpel. Next she pulled the folded thick diaper up between my smooth legsand pinned them tightly. Last were the plastic pants. These were pulledunder me and then snapped to fit everything in a safe plastic cocoon.I was helped off the table and told to stand still as Aunt Diana.