”“Where is Amber sleeping? I assume Amy is with you.”“My elder, Andrea, suggested we put bunk beds in her room. Amy and I bought a high qual...ty one yesterday and it should be delivered this afternoon. Andrea said she’d take the top.”“That sounds like exactly what Amy told me about her. We’d love to join you, Tim. Can we stay for a few days?”“You certainly can. I want to check the flights and I’ll phone you back as soon as I have anything. Okay?” She thanked me and I went to work on the. Putting away my book to be friendly we began talking and he was interested to find out I was a writer but, as usual, I was far more interested in finding out about his job and him. Turned out he was a long distance driver on just his third or fourth trip since graduating from his training course. He was 22 and loved driving. The money was good, he wasn't married so there was no wife and k**s to be missed while on the road and he was young enough to have the stamina to drive and drive and drive. By then I was sure that there could be nothing worse than what had already happened. It seemed like the whole world knew I was in diapers. I had almost gotten used to being stared at.Then Grandma took me to the baby department and told me to pick out a diaper bag for myself. I wanted to ask why but I soon had it figured out for myself. It would be twice as humiliating to have to carry a diaper bag while obviously wearing diapers.I tried to find a plain one but it was hopeless. I stood in front. All I could do was gasp for not ten feet in front of me was some sort of twisted black stone statue of a nude woman, the mist seemed to pour from the base of the statue as well as it seemed to be the source of all the loud whispers. I swallowed hard as I stared in shock and fear, I wanted to desperately get up and run but my legs would only shake, frozen in fear.Before my mind could come up with what to do, or my body decide to move, the statue started to glow, first lightly orange, then more.