I lookdown at myself as mommy and the doctor are both smiling."Looks like your shorts aren't going to be able to fit of your diapersweetie. Sorry swee...ie I guess you will just have to wear the diaper byitself until I can get you something else to wear," Mommy says.The thought of going out in public wearing a diaper is scaring me to deathbut not having clothes over the diaper I am going to cry. Both my eyes startto tear up not knowing what I can do."Oh sweetie I have an idea so you don't have to. I found nothing for my desire. Suddenly, there was a very quiet knock. I opened the door to let Jam inside. He was carrying a platter with a coffee pot and four cups along with sugar and cream. I was happily amazed and pointed at a sideboard. He placed the tray on it and poured coffee into a cup. I took the cup and had a big sip.“Ahh! That’s so good and good of you.”He poured a cup for himself now but, before he could take it, I kissed his lips. Then, I stepped back. We carried our coffee to. Finally, it dawned on me why she had been crying and I said, “Ah... do you have any idea how long?”“Your doctor will make a guess,” she replied. “Mine did. But it is only a guess.” She was silent for a moment and then said, “But I think someone else will have to protect the graveyard next year.”I arranged an appointment with my doctor the next day and he sent me to a specialist. Stage four cancer is not a good diagnosis. Stage four mixed cell cancer is a sure death sentence. After a long series. As quickly as the men's hands left her body, the shapely young woman had become aware of the awesome, monstrous animal near her and smiling shallowly with the first traces of fear as she reached down to pat its great head, she made the beginning of a movement to close her legs and ease them cautiously away from the huge beast. Suddenly her eyes jerked wide open in real terror as the giant German Shepherd growled even more menacingly, causing her to freeze in the position in which the men had.