Laying on the beach wasn’t all that it was made out to be. I couldn’t get into a comfortable position, with the unevenness of the sand beneath the towel causing my back to ache, and I already seemed to have some sand in my hair, and I wasn’t even sure how that had managed to happen already. The umbrella directly overhead did shield my eyes from the sun as I rested the back of my head on the towel, but view it created was uninspiring. To my relief, it didn’t appear that any of the neighboring beachgoers had noticed my diaper, or, if they had, they hadn’t seemed to react to it at all to it.
Diapers Never Lie Scene 64
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