One day after work the phone rang, and Karen heard an unknown voice on the other end.

“Hey, is uh Karen there?”

“This is Karen speaking.”

“Um, hi this is Samantha, Brayden’s friend.”

“Oh” Karen was panged with nervousness. She was sort of happy to forget about the whole incident from the restaurant.

“Look, I know this might sound weird and all, but I sometimes. I mean. I saw you were wearing a diaper.”

“Uh, yeah, about that.”

“I mean I know you said you were into exhibitionist stuff. I just. Could I try one?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, I don’t have the courage to buy any of those, but I just thought maybe.”

Karen invited Samantha over to her apartment. She was terrified but overjoyed at the same time. Was this girl really into diapers? Or was this some trick to make fun of her?

The next day, Samantha knocked on the door.

“Hey, cute purse.” Karen said as Samantha entered.

“Thanks,” Samantha replied.

Karen, “So I sometimes wear different kinds of diapers for fun. I haven’t done anything lately, but we could get some if you like.”

Samantha, “Oh, I thought you might have one I could take home. My youngest brother wears pullups, but I’m much too big for them. I mean, I sometimes rip the sides and try them in my panties, but it looked like you were wearing something that actually fit.”

Karen, “You thought those underjams fit?”

Samantha, “Well, my brother’s pull-ups are much too small for me. I was just hoping you might have something I could wear, but its ok. Maybe another time.”

Karen, “But we can buy whatever you want at the store. What would you like to try?”

Samantha, “Oh, I don’t think I could buy it at the store.”

Karen smiled. Samantha seemed kind of counter-culture and hip when they had first met, but here she was utterly embarrassed to do something very simple. Karen smiled to herself and remembered her feelings about trying diapers. Karen used to get nervous just buying a package. “Why don’t I buy some Large Girl’s Goodnites. Then we can wear them tonight.”

Samantha, “Oh, wear them together. I just thought I’d take it home.” Karen looked crushed and Samantha immediately picked up on it. Samantha quickly responded, “No, it’s just. You want to wear a diaper around someone else? I’ve done it by myself in my parent’s bathroom with my brother’s pullup, but I just can’t imagine wearing one around anyone else. But I could try.”

Karen smiled.