Weshall leave the covers here and you may simply wear your diaper home."Judging from all the sweat earlier, things had been getting too warmdown there...for him. "Your other underwear is in your backpack with therest of your..." She feigned an aristocratic shudder and a tone ofdisdain. "...boy clothes." She helped him step out of the plastic pantsand diaper cover, taking them and the ankle ribbons from him, and heswapped his heels for his Mary Janes, which were right where he'd leftthem. Putting. After a while she found herself talking about her own empty life and the strict rules that she lived by. After they had talked for what turned out to be a few hours, Emily finely asked the question that was on her mind from the beginning. ‘Why me?’ He looked at her shrewdly through narrowed eyes for a moment before answering that question. ‘Do you want an honest answer the safe answer?’ Now what did he mean by that she wondered? ‘Honest please.’ ‘I don’t think you’re ready for the truth yet,. Angel took us to Eve's house to change for the interview. When I opened my bag, I couldn't believe it."Are you kidding me?" I yelled out of the bedroom door at Eve."Settle down. It's just for the interview. You get to wear your model clothes for dinner and the dance," Eve yelled back at me.She was having me dress up like a cowboy again. I understand that her record is going to be country, but that doesn't mean I have to be wearing it. Then I froze. Did she say model clothes?I went back to my. It was getting dark out and I was making my way to the exit. I walked by a beer garden where all the adults were drinking and having a good time. Behind the garden were the rest rooms. There was a long line for the ladies and I noticed one of them towards the end of the line looked like she was in agony having to pee so bad. She was standing with her legs crossed and her hand down on her crotch kind of bouncing up and down. She was really cute. Maybe in her early 20s and had long blonde hair.