I felt giddy, almost like I had at my own prom. And there was something about his face I trusted instantly. ‘Marri, I’d like you to meet Andrew, y...ur date for the evening.’ Andrew slipped the corsage over my wrist and I let go of Will’s arm. We didn’t say anything as he put his hand on the small of my back and we went toward the stairs. Will just smiled after us and gave a little wave before returning to his office. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Andrew said, ‘After you.’ He followed. Most people when they see me see a 32 year old, sexy married woman. They are the same people that would think that I would have to be a freak and out of my mind to actually want to have a group of men to cum all over my naked quivering body."Now love, don't get your hopes up." Mark's voice brought me back to reality. I had completely forgotten what the hell we were talking about. "We might not be able to have the photo shoot and you looked a bit excited about the whole thing" "Huh?" I asked.. I couldremember seeing this magazine before. Even buying it. I saw a pagewith an advertisement for a Swatch watch and I somehow knew the nextpage would have an Oil of Olay ad. Page after page. Each one made mefeel like I was in high school again.But why would a magazine that was out when I was a baby remind me ofhigh school?My thoughts were broken again as she picked up the small stack ofmagazines and gently started rubbing my bare thigh, saying "Mr.Pitcairn, you should probably make. "So you think he wants to wear diapers then and it's not because he hasto," Carol asked."Yes, yes I do. The question I have is why? Why would a boy want to weardiapers?" Helen mused."Or not be found out," Carol added."Right, or not be found out," Helen noted as well."So what do we do now?" Carol asked."Nothing about him at the moment. We do what we do best. We mother himto death first of all. Right now the reasons don't matter so much asmaking him feeling secure. We make sure he's healed both.