It was a smell of contrast, something that denoted the difference between the industrial chemical treatments used by an impersonal corporation and the real women who used the facilities. I sniffed again and realized that there was something else in the air, something that tinged the air with a peculiar odor that I couldn’t place, something half-remembered with pleasant memories that seem to linger long after the original source had vanished. There were stalls as I expected and a long mirror over a counter with several sinks that I couldn’t see; from where I was sitting all I could see of the sinks were the plumbing pipes beneath. I had to infer the presence of the sinks from the plumbing.
The Day’s of his Lives Scene 148
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Babyward Scene 76
Brie finished with a sigh of relief, and dropped the cloth beside the soggy diaper. Turning she grabbed...
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The Petticoat & the Evacuee Scene 35
The vicar welcomed the newcomers to the parish and assured them that they’d all have a pleasant stay with...
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Dante’s Infanzia Scene 90
“Okay,” Lysa said, chewing on her lip. “Let’s try this another way. Let me guess: You lost consciousness, and...
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Diaper Dimension Scene 288
Chapter 41: My First Day At School “There must be some kind of mistake,” The Principal peered at me...
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Stories we Tell22
Chapter 22 It was a soggy Monday afternoon, two days after the party and Jordan’s anxiety hadn’t decreased...
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Little Bed Wetting Ben Scene 80
I know right now you wish everyone didn’t know, but to the people who matter it’s not a big...
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Auntie’s Petticoating Rules Scene 80
Rick reiterated that they have good reason to believe that I’ve stolen company information on a number of...
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Curse of the Crinkle Crate Scene 142
Kazard pulled the last of the four tapes into place, his skill at diapering himself in the morning had...