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She lifts her nightie and pushesher plastic pants with her palm."You're wearing a diaper again!" she calls out. "I didn't pee myself lastnight. Did yo...?" she asks."No," I snap at her.I do feel the pressure building. I do need to be badly. Really badly.This morning's panic kept it at bay but now it's back with ferocity.She clenches for the waistband of my shorts and confirms her hypothesis.I am wearing the fuchsia ruffled plastic rumba panties over a diaper."See! You are wearing a diaper!" she. Looking at them from behind, even I could not tell one from the others.They had bought matching western shirts and bolo ties. Instead of the jeans other girls were wearing they had a large wardrobe of boot leg cut western slacks.They were deciding what to wear on the phone the night before.We would have our lunch together every day. I got to the lunch room first. I would get us a table for four and wait on my angels.Every one there would stare as those three would stride through those doors. .. in the room with the straight backed chair and the old wood desk at the end of the last hall ... close enough to the mantle that it’s always a little warm ... there is a man. No one knows what he did to sit in that chair behind that desk ... but it didn’t kill him.This is where the burn bags go ... not the contents ... just the bags ... to be issued when called for. They ... the bags ... come by trolly and left at the door. The numbered bags are empty. They have been searched by men ‘on. My hips reacted, moving in time with his, gasps escaping my lips. He now groaned in the crook of my neck, his tongue tracing my collarbone and kisses following. Our hands still locked together, I began to tighten my grip as he went faster and harder, bringing me non-stop ecstasy over and over again. He sat up, bringing me onto his lap and deep inside once more, we began to move. My arms were around his shoulders and neck, my fingernails raking his back as we rocked together. I cradled his head.
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