I gulped and smiled back. After supper, Aunt Katinka sent me for my nightly bath and after that, she got me ready for bed. Since I returned early last week, I felt deeply ashamed on the first few nights as she put me in a nappy. Of course, I shouldn’t put up with it now I’m a grown-up, but Aunt Katinka really won’t take no for an answer and I really can’t say no to her.
The rest of my first week in my new job went OK. A few of the women commented on my ‘trouser suit’ and said it looked very expensive, and by Friday I’d been asked on a number of occasions if I was wearing tights or stockings. “Erm… knee highs.” I reluctantly informed them.