“After all, if you wet the bed, I’ll have to give you a spanking and force you to wear diapers to sleep, but if you want to chance it, I think I do happen to have some Little’s size underwear. I bought some with the other supplies for your little visit. You want to, don’t you?” Crystal teased.
“I don’t know what kind of chance I’m taking; I’ve never wet the bed since I was potty trained,” Carley asserted.
Crystal scoffed. “There you go, pretending you’re potty trained. You haven’t proven that little fact to me. I’ve watched you wet your pants twice and that was just today and only a few hours apart at that!”
Carley’s eyes went wide and she stammered, “I…I…you know I’m potty trained? We work together?” she finally said.