I lifted up my head and Leah was standing right fucking there watching. Her head cocked to the right. She wasn't smiling. She wasn't ... angry. She wa... perplexed, I think. I still don't know what made her come upstairs, and I don't know if I'm going to ask her.I don't think I'm going to ask her because I think Wendy put her up to it. She was the calmest person in the room."What about ten years," Wendy asked to anyone who would answer."You and Damien have been fucking for ten years? Here?". "Yeah, too wet." Well, that's what I'm here for," she said, "so you can have nice freshdiapers for the afternoon."Chad felt her pull his diapers wide open, exposing him completely. Sheleft him that way while she got his new diapers ready. Chad had visionsof somebody coming in suddenly and seeing him, but fortunately it didn'thappen. She pulled the old diapers out from under him and slid the newones in place. Then she grabbed more of the baby lotion from his diaperbag. That was the part. Jay and I slept in my bed, but did nothing more than kiss and cuddle. It was a great night. The next day was non-stop studying. I had pulled my grades up some, but was going to have to do extremely well on finals. Second semester American History was easy except for the essay question. We were told to write an alternative ending to the Civil War based on one single event changing. I chose Lincoln’s decision to surround the Maryland legislature with armed troops when it was voting on secession. “Sure.” He was talking about contributing a lot to the family coffers. It didn’t sound like a joint account to her, though.“Like I told him, we’re easing into this marriage thing. Probably, when we see how things go, we’ll be able to simplify. But you have a business and a system. They work, let’s let them keep working.”“Okay,” she said. The next Friday, when they went grocery shopping, he suggested she take her checkbook from the joint account.He took her out for dinner and one or two lunches.