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here is a little story about patience and the value of moving at the right pace.
(Warning: This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story!!!)
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Krissy pulled into the downtown parking garage and started going in circles as she drove up the levels. Parking was at capacity on the lower three levels and it wasn’t thinning out as they went higher. When she told him they were going to meet Meg and Lisa at a fetish fair that afternoon, he had no idea that it would be downtown! He also didn’t think she was going to dress him in such an obvious way.
He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue cotton shorts. She had tucked the t-shirt inside the shorts but not before diapering him, of course. And when she did, she fastened the tapes very tightly at his hips, but left the diaper a bit loose between his legs. This was always indication to him that they would be doing a lot of walking and she wanted to give him the ability to walk comfortably while not chancing his diaper coming undone along the way.
Krissy would drive the whole way up to the top level, putting them back in the sunlight. Thankfully, there were a few spaces left up there. Turning the car off, she looked over at Joe and smiled brightly – then taking the pacifier out of his mouth and tucking it down into her cleavage. She was inventing even more reason for him to be staring at her chest. Looking in the back seat, she debated bring the diaper bag along but then decided otherwise.
Thank goodness for that! At least now he wouldn’t be fearful of that diaper bag being put to its use – the number of cars in that parking garage making him believe there would be no private areas in this fetish flea market where he could be changed in peace.













































































































































































































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