Out the door, down the road, he jogged easily, a deliberately-calculated sex ploy. He knew that Mary, like him, was turned on by a sexy, sweaty body.... It was something about being fit, the pheromones and endorphins driving you wild…. Ten minutes later, he arrived back home, entered the front door. “Hey babe, what’s up?” his wife queried. John gawked, surprised she was already home. Running shoes, Spandex black tights, and a skin-tight tubetop, Mary stood with her hands on her hips. “I. I'm wearing a soft pink pajama top with no pants. A thick diaper keeps my legs spread and I can feel that I'm wet. The diaper is covered with plastic pants with little bear prints.This all make me fell panic. Things are going farther than I want.A door opened and a tall woman in a pink maid's outfit came in to the room. She had very long black hair and her face had heavy makeup."The little one is awake," she said.She came over to me and lifted the back of my plastic pants. "And she is very. She really is quite beautiful.“Susan, do you have many boyfriends?” I asked.“I’m taking a self-imposed vacation from boys. What you said earlier about girls. It’s twice as bad with the guys.”“How do you mean?” I questioned.“Well, if you’re not pretty, the boys don’t want to have anything to do with you, if you’re average looking, you don’t have any girlfriends or boyfriends and if you are pretty, the boys all expect you to put out on the first day, and the other pretty girls don’t like you and. It's amazing how they will tell you Hollywood gossip after a few drinks and lap dances but if you spread it around and who you heard it from, they will cut you off real fast. Having the word spread that you can't be trusted can be a disaster. Everybody whos anyone wont have anything else to ro with you. Its like a unwritten law that you dont tell and dont ask. As the saying goes, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. It's not unusual to catch or walk in on a big name client and later have one.