"I see a metal pan that looks like it goes up or around my new potty,she has to be kidding. "I know this is what we were using on you whileyou were in...a coma to go potty in." You can choice the metal bed pan or this." Oh, my god is that what Ithink it is. A fucking diaper oh my god my life sucks. She cannot beserious about me wearing a diaper."I know it's not much of a choice but if it was me I would take thediaper I don't think I could sleep with this metal thing going up me,but it's your. It’s a pleasure to meet you.’ He sighed, what a stupid thing to say. She was probably injured, they might never get home, and her father died. A pleasure to meet you? Darn. ‘You too.’ He moved a few of the bodies to the front. He didn’t want to have to look at them. Then, he brought Julie to the area he had cleared in the back. He wrapped a blanket around her. ‘Thank you.’ Soon she stopped shivering, and she seemed to be falling asleep. He thought she looked beautiful. Her hair was long and. So much of our time at the dances had been spent naked, it seemed strange to be so formally dressed. About an hour into the dance another half dozen guys had shown up in suits. Guys without suits were mostly dancing shirtless. The spectacle of Daryl shirtless dancing with Brett in a suit was comical. What was even more comical was the spectacle of more than fifty members of the Daryl’s Dick Cult following them around the dance floor. His nude modeling and acting work had given him not only. “Maybe, we’ll see. Tom sets about getting ready for his shower. Lisa doesn’t bother to leave, but sits on the chair kept there that used to be her mother vanity seat. The shower door is clear and as she chats away with her dad as he showers, she watches him. She is finding that seeing him nude and in various states of arousal, arouses her too. She leans back and begins to masturbate again while watching her dad through the clear glass doors of the shower stall. Her chatting getting less.